A couple of good hombres hook up, throw ideas around, it feels mostly right and things jell really nicely and three excellent films result. Then the usual headstrong egoistic stuff happens (harmony between willful types never, ever lasts) and things devolve and the guys eventually say to each other, “This isn’t working like it used to…time to move on” and they both do this and whatever happens on their separate journeys, happens. What…a… shocker!
Roughly two months ago a very early draft of Eric Roth‘s screenplay for Killers of the Flower Moon (dated 2.20.17,...
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Frances McDormand‘s Fern was strong but mule-stubborn and at the end of the day self-destructive, and this stunted psychology led...
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Can’t decide which performance is better, although I’ve always leaned toward Tina Vitale, her cynical New Jersey moll behind the...
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Two days ago (1.19) a Facebook tribute congratulated Tippi Hedren for having reached her 94th year (blow out the candles!)...
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A friend suggested a list of the Ten Best American Crime Flicks of the ‘70s. By which he meant films...
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I’ve never been able to give myself over to Sam Peckinpah’s Major Dundee, a 1965 Civil War–era western, and I’ve...
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