What — and whom — do we have the power to hold onto, and how?
What — and whom — do we have the power to hold onto, and how?
Five Feet Apart inspired/forced me (and my tear ducts) to reappraise my previously-outlined distinction between “tearjerkers” (boo!) and — a word of Write All Nite’s own invention (at least to my knowledge) — “snifflers” (yay!).
It’s never good when closing-credit title-cards suggest a movie more interesting than the one we’ve just watched for over two hours.
Sound design continues to be the technical component that independent films — with their microscopic moolah — seem to have the hardest time pulling off effectively.
Two trips down memory lane:
The Chaperone is Masterpiece Theatre…literally!
With The Highwaymen, Netflix returns to its FPFP roots: Faux-Prestige FacePlants.
From the frying pan into the fires:
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By the skin of our teeth:
Buddy picks up where last year’s Pick of the Litter left off.