The Best Movies of 2018, and A Bunch More Besides
So many movies, so little time, so few brain cells.
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.
The old west, Coens style.
Spoiler: turns out it was not, in fact, the last movie. It is, however, pretty dang nutty.
A warmly weird little western you may enjoy.
A movie so real it could only be a movie.
Please prepare your noses for active cinematic duty.
Death did the show in, leaving it languishing in the misty-mists of misty-pre-internet-nowhere.
In which we get closer to answers and insights regarding one of the best—and least discussed—directors.
Spoiler alert: she dies.
Woe be we when sentient computers go human.
A pleasurably peculiar documentary about the intersection of film and tennis, of lies and truth, of McEnroe and clay.
“I’m getting too old for this shit.”