In which we revisit the ’80s classic and find it terribly charming.
Cruise futilely through Netflix listings no more! Waste no more evenings watching films that deliver naught but aggravation and maybe an exploding school bus. Visit our newly rejiggered I Like to Watch list and be wise beyond your years.
No single acceptable filmmaking decision led us here. The vast tower of bad choices became something else: a history, a promise.
It’s the My Dinner With Andre of movie gunfights.
The horror that is white people.
In which we note the breathtaking cinematography of Sergey Urusevsky in two damn fine films.
Jim Jarmusch has another poem to read you.
Lovers of lists, rejoice! Once again, I list every movie I saw this year, all the while secretly wondering just what it is I think I’m doing with my life.
In which we discover, much too late in life, that the best Christmas movie ever made has been hiding in plain sight, waiting to be found and adored.
But you will see it. Because I insist that you do.
Come for the gunfight, stay for the performances, and immerse yourself for two hours in the legend. Or at least this version of it.
A crazy semi-animated Czech film full of pirates and submarines and giant squids. Need I say more?
From 1931, one of the most insane horror movies you will ever see.
In which we enter the decaying whimsy of Peter Greenaway’s England.