Cats: A movie so infested with lice, I’m writing about it twice.
Merce Cunningham will be rolling in his grave over being compared to Cats.
It’s never too late to catch up with a cinema classic, personally thanks to…Bong Joon Ho?!
Watch the trailer for Just Mercy:
Providing sufficient biographical background for a documentary’s talking-heads is one way to challenge their talk by contextualizing the talker.
Why do actors refuse to channel into their performances the spectacular preposterousness of the preponderant, preposterous spectacle surrounding them in Hollywood blockbusters?
The talking heads documentaries (overly) rely on are not only an artistic problem; they also pose an intellectual hole, because they provide — UNCHECKED — the educational legitimacy upon which the entire enterprise often resides.
Walking on Water is like a documentary mashup of Christopher Guest meets The Mad Ones, a portrait of an artist-at-work that doubles as a comedy of both manners and errors, pertaining to how the artistic sausage gets communally, hysterically, ridiculously, absurdly, profoundly, dysfunctionally, maddeningly, impossibly, inconceivably, and humanely (or not) made (or not).
‘Tis the (Oscars) season: time to revisit some of the year’s best pictures.
Knives and Skin showcases why horror’s a go-to genre for micro-budgets.