Cop Car, or: What Not To Steal
Never, never, ever steal Kevin Bacon’s car. When will people learn?
How I Won The War, or: John Lennon Pretends To Be An Actor For About Eight Minutes
A few words on Richard Lester’s impenetrable anti-anti-war movie.
Can The Martian Rescue Ridley Scott?
Nothing ever happens on Mars, even if you’re Matt Damon.
The Martian, In Which Ridley Scott Does Not Make Another Blade Runner
Man abondoned on Mars. Grows potatoes. Is rescued. The end.
A Pigeon Sat On A Branch Reflecting On Existence, Just Like You
More droll Swedish humor to perplex and befuddle you.
Exodus: Gods and Martians
This is a film in which god takes the form of a small, petulant British boy with a slight lisp.
The Skin I Live In, In Which Almodóvar Tries On Horror
Almodóvar shows off his creepiest of creepy sides to mysterious effect.
Excellent Doc ‘Finders Keepers’ Pulls Your Leg Clean Off
Yep. That’s America right here.
Slow West, A Weird Western One Wishes Were Weirder
A mess of a likeable oddball of a western.
Everest: The Finest in 2015 3-D Disaster Porn
Why watch it? Because it’s there.
Dark Star: Slightly Funnier Than Alien
We all have to start somewhere.
Mr. Deeds Goes to Town, Etc.
In which I go to town on Mr. Deeds Goes to Town.
Wes Craven’s New Nightmare Ain’t Half As Scary As The Old One
Wes Craven means well with his new nightmare, and maybe that’s the problem.
Dreamscape Is Really Rather Awful
It’s not always green grass and flowers visiting the ’80s. Sometimes you step in Dreamscape.