The Wolf of Wall Street: Weekend at Bernie Madoff’s
What we’re discussing here, during the Oscar crush, is the cinematic equivalent of gout.
What we’re discussing here, during the Oscar crush, is the cinematic equivalent of gout.
Norman Jewison isn’t one of those directors whose name sets off a flurry of flashbulbs. He never won an Academy Award, or played golf with Richard Nixon (I’m assuming), or […]
Inside Llewyn Davis, in which Joel and Ethan Coen go dark and plotless for their look at a struggling New York folk singer in ’61, is their best movie since Barton Fink.
Heathen that I am, I’d never seen any of Robert Bresson’s movies until, oh, just now, or thereabouts, when I watched A Man Escaped, his fourth feature, from ‘56. Bresson […]
And I mean that in the worst way possible.
Wherein various items arise for discussion, not least of which are the three indie movies named above.
Stop me if you’ve heard this one before. Or these two.
Three movies full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
I cannot tell a lie: I’ve not been a big proponent of The Hunger Games thus far.
Let’s have a nice, friendly chat about Godard and his most beloved movie, Contempt.
Walker, Alex Cox’s 1987 sort-of-but-not-really biopic about William Walker, an American who in the 1850s became President of Nicaragua, is a very weird movie.
Martin Scorsese calls Robert Wise’s ’63 haunted house movie, The Haunting, the scariest movie of all time. Though it didn’t make too big a splash when it came out, it’s […]
“That ain’t Lake Minnetonka.”
Unless you are one of the more annoying contrarian film buffs, there seems to be a consensus about the best and the worst Indiana Jones movies.