Mind Control Double Feature #93: Of Trains And Men
What’s that? You got in a fight? And you won? That’s very impressive of you. Whom did you fight? Was it—a human being? Yawn. A real man doesn’t fight other men. He fights trains.
What’s that? You got in a fight? And you won? That’s very impressive of you. Whom did you fight? Was it—a human being? Yawn. A real man doesn’t fight other men. He fights trains.
If someone would announce a Star Wars movie that took place during the original war that had no episode number and no mention of a Skywalker, then I would get excited.
April showers bring May flowers. May flowers be enough to make up for my recommending you see the latest remake of Godzilla.
In which I venture into the first of The Planet of The Apes sequels, and do not emerge unscathed.
If you haven’t seen Coherence, don’t read most of this article.
That’s Viggo Mortensen, Kirsten Dunst, and Oscar Isaac acting squiggly throughout the scenic Mediterranean.
Sorcerer, William Friedkin’s gritty, arty, ’77 remake of the classic ’53 French action movie, The Wages of Fear, had the misfortune to open one month after Star Wars.
All I want is one lousy priceless diamond of international significance. Is that too much to ask?
The innocuous looking and sounding Forest Lane is quite real. It’s the maps that pull the wool.
In which, by way of SFIFF entry Harmony Lessons, I ponder the film festival drama as its own genre, one I may have no business opining upon.
“Take your stinking paws off me, you damn dirty ape!”
A race! Over a girl! I wonder how it will end?
They’re everywhere. Waiting. Watching. Rustling in the breeze. Flowering, some of them, the dirty bastards. Plants. Shrubs, trees, perennials, grass. Everywhere you look. Biding their sweet time. Shrug off the […]
There’s little under the skin of Under The Skin. It’s a movie as visual and auditory experiment.