I’m really effing sick of guys like Glenn Kenny calling my admiration of Jennifer Lawrence‘s work in Silver Linings Playbook a “crotch vote.” I’ve never felt libidinal stirrings for Lawrence, and I don’t think I ever will. My feelings about her Tiffany have always been about her impulsive emotionality, her no-bullshit brass, her sand, her salt…the way she busts right into the Solitano abode and demands that Bradley Cooper‘s Pat explain his not keeping his word. It’s never been anything else.
To my great surprise and delight, Christy Hall‘s Daddio, which I was remiss in not seeing during last year’s Telluride...
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7:45 pm: Okay, the initial light-hearted section (repartee, wedding, hospital, afterlife Joey Pants, healthy diet) was enjoyable, but Jesus, when...
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It took me a full month to see Wes Ball and Josh Friedman‘s Kingdom of the Planet of the Apes...
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Unless Part Two of Kevin Costner‘s Horizon (Warner Bros., 8.16) somehow improves upon the sluggish initial installment and delivers something...
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For me, A Dangerous Method (2011) is David Cronenberg‘s tastiest and wickedest film — intense, sexually upfront and occasionally arousing...
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