Upstream Color: Plasma Head Fusion
I just hope that pig is okay. Or tasty.
I just hope that pig is okay. Or tasty.
…An acid western, a revisionist western, a post-modern western, the western Tarkovsky never made, Jim Jarmusch’s masterpiece, Dead Man (’95), has been dubbed many things. It is best not to […]
I’ve been thinking lately about nuance. About shades of grey. It started with a comment-tiff I had with folks over at Bad Ass Digest. I suggested an alternative viewpoint to […]
The Last Detail (’73), director Hal Ashby’s follow-up to Harold & Maude, is a mysteriously compelling little movie. There’s not a dull moment in it, yet nothing happens. Ashby and […]
Film noir isn’t all 1940s, black hats, deep shadows, back-stabbing women, desperate criminals, and the hopeless futility of trying to escape one’s fate. It’s mostly that, which is why film […]
I just watched Magic Mike, Steven Soderbergh’s latest feature. This is a film about male strippers that stars Channing Tatum and Alex Pettyfer. It was the only one of Soderbergh’s films […]
In order to tear something down, first you must build. Otherwise, there’s no loss, no drama. Wreck It Ralph took a by-the-numbers plot and over-gilded it with in-jokes, asides, and […]
I am not, in general, a kung fu fighter. That’s not to say that I can’t get into the balletic precision and athletic exuberance that imbues top-notch martial arts movies. […]
One of the inconcievably vast number of brain-rapingly awful things about Indiana Jones And The Kingdom of The Crystal Skull was Steven Spielberg’s boring direction, evident in every boring frame […]
Here are all of the jokes in the first 52 minutes of the eighth American Pie film, American Reunion: Jim (Jason Biggs) is caught masturbating by small child Jim hurts […]
Speaking of directors with unbroken strings of great movies, does anyone top Hal Ashby in the ’70s? In order, he made Harold & Maude, The Last Detail, Shampoo, Bound For […]
There is, perhaps, a thin film of deception spread across the skein of the world. What you see with your eyes, what your ears alert you to, what your grubby […]
In Holy Motors, M. Oscar opens his file to find who he should be next. Is it performance or is it life? It seems “yes” is the answer. Now count how […]
From his first proto-indie, art house feature (Sex, Lies, and Videotape) to his big budget Hollywood successes (Ocean’s Eleven) to his bizarre experimental stuff (Full Frontal), I’ve consistently queued up to see Steven […]