If you want to survive, you must adapt, submit, and succumb to cinema. Start with Saul Bass’ Phase IV.
In which three love stories no sane human would watch back to back are watched back to back.
If you made the mistake of missing this one at the Noir City Festival, fear not! It actually exists on DVD. Not often the case with 1940s B-movie film noirs.
“There ain’t no percentage in smartenin’ up a chump.”
It was a big week for the Evil Genius.
It’s a fight to the death! Ishiguro vs. Ivory. Who will dance victoriously over the broken corpse of their enemy?
Without each other, we would have no masters and no slaves.
Mr. Babadook is coming to get you, kiddies. Watch out.
They said it couldn’t be done. Watch us do it anyway.
In Selma, MLK Jr has a dream, yes, but it is a dream of being unburdened.
A loop-de-loop of a time travel flick that’s better than its lack of advertising would suggest.
There is exactly one reason to watch this movie.
The finest in bleak Swedish humor is all about you. Yes, you! The living!
You already didn’t read these lost gems once. Instead of not reading them yet again, why not do something different for the new year?