The Quiet Devastation of Michael Clayton
Revisiting this low-key sort-of thriller from way, way back in the aughts.
Revisiting this low-key sort-of thriller from way, way back in the aughts.
Why not celebrate Labor Day by quitting your job? Hooray!
This movie is more fun than any millennial is having at Burning Man.
The movies’ greatest “that guy” gets his own documentary. About time.
Brubaker is one of those films that you really need to read about.
RIP Wes Craven, 1939-2015.
Look out! He has meat!
An attempt at a minimalist, existential action flick. Go for the car chases, stay for… well… the car chases.
In the future, we will all be spanked by robots.
Superman belongs to all of us. He was born from the experiences of those new to this country and should continue to be loved by people, whether their families have been here for centuries or for days.
Southern Comfort is a violent, muddy, stupid film for violent, muddy, stupid men. And being so, it isn’t half bad.
Please check your forgotten niches for the original edit of The Magnificent Ambersons. Thank you.
In which there will be yelling and there will be shooting.
A slow-burning Tennessee Williams melodrama you may or may not enjoy falling asleep to.