Short Cuts: Robert Altman’s Final Masterpiece
The last shot of Short Cuts is of four people in clown makeup, smeared from a night of drinking and hot-tubbing, sucking on lemon slices and laughing. It’s the whole movie summed up in a single image.
The last shot of Short Cuts is of four people in clown makeup, smeared from a night of drinking and hot-tubbing, sucking on lemon slices and laughing. It’s the whole movie summed up in a single image.
I do not particularly wish to review this film, which I have just seen, while growing increasingly intoxicated. On purpose.
There’s what a film appears to be and what a film is, and seldom the twain shall meet, alone, at night, in Iran, with a vampire.
If Disney had let Big Hero 6 go in the direction its characters demanded, it might have been pretty brilliant.
‘Out of his head’ is a good phrase for Vive la Muerte.
It took me awhile, but I’ve now seen Legend. Will I ever unsee it?
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Cronenberg tells a passionate, tragic love story. With a giant fly monster. And everybody loves it.
It starts with vintage footage of a fox hunt, complete with horses and bugles and excited children. These home movies presumably come from the halcyon days of the Philadelphia area DuPont […]
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Granted, they didn’t ride the Bantha’s single file…
It’s a Marvel movie. Stuff goes whiz and things go bang. Leave your brain at the door. And then slam that door on your brain for two hours.
Nazi zombies! Run!!!
A film noir, a horror movie, a satire, this movie’s got all kinds of things going for it. See it before it disappears.