“The ring!” Same formula, same spandex, same CG, same “whoo-hoo!,” same old crap. When 21st Century film historians write about the superhero genre of the aughts, they will not be kind to the ComicCon culture. The apologists for these films will pay and pay. They will make Neville Chamberlain look like Alexander the Great. Movies like this are a plague upon our house. They sap and impurify our precious spiritual fluids.
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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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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Posted on 11.27.23: “One thing that’s always bothered me about Virginia Wolff is that George and Martha’s young guests —...
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