Martin Scorsese, a man who knows a little about movies, stirred up the denizens of the interwebs recently when, referring to Marvel’s superhero whoop-de-doos, he said, “I don’t see them. […]
It’s all Gilliam, after all, and what more do you want in a movie?
Three actors. Three movies. Three gods. You have been warned.
Another historical cartoon fantasy over which Tarantino fans may drool copiously.
In which I learn that raising a baby is more complicated than at first I supposed.
Digging deep into the lost origins of the animated classic.
Perhaps you have heard tell of this Woodstock? Apparently there is more to be told.
In which a mystery is solved and also not solved and anyway why are you so concerned with solutions, bub?
An ’80s high school movie not like the other ’80s high school movies.
In which Harmony Korine returns to befuddle and amuse you.
Thoughts on a scare-less horror movie.
So many movies, so little time, so few brain cells.
Do we need this many spider people? Come inside and I will tell you.
A heist half-baked is no heist at all.