Further proof that my brain’s broke:
Continue reading “The Killing of My Dear Sanity”
Further proof that my brain’s broke:
Continue reading “The Killing of My Dear Sanity”
Cinema documents eras.
Continue reading “Zo-om”
Writing about art is a quest to objectify the subjective.
Continue reading “Lessons in Chemistry”
You’ve just crossed over into the reductive zone.
Continue reading “The Mediums Are The Message”
A postscript to my screed on original songs appearing in opening credits:
Continue reading “P.S. Fight. The. Power.”
The Son and Knock at the Cabin seem to agree with one of my core artistic tenets:
Continue reading “Boogie”
There are two types of people in this world:
Continue reading “Living Rent-Free”
This year’s Infinity Pool and last year’s The Forgiven share roughly the same plot:
Continue reading “Infinity Forgiven”
Different types of art can be enjoyed in different ways.
Continue reading “Head of Egg”
Horror channels its own Zeitgeist’s fears.
Continue reading “Bootif”