Only in a era of enforced home-marathons would I ever celebrate a virtue of the non-theatrical experience: closed captioning.
Only in a era of enforced home-marathons would I ever celebrate a virtue of the non-theatrical experience: closed captioning.
Guillermo del Toro: more of an aesthetician than a cinematician?
Who’s America’s foremost cinematic chronicler of the contemporary working-class?
Continue reading “It’s the Working, the Working, Just the Working Life”
Richard Linklater: the modern master of the formal, technical, and/or narrative conceit.
A nit to briefly pick, inspired by my Corona stroll down old movie lane:
The marathon’s name is Bond.
We interrupt your previously-scheduled VHS programming to bring you this breaking news concerning…more artist comps?
Pair 2019’s Recorder: The Marion Stokes Project with 2020’s VHYes for a double feature about…VHS TV recordings?
Continue reading ““A Smudge on an Electronic Strip” — Part 1”
In honor of the oh-so-formulaic but oh-so-enjoyable (at least if you find The Band grand) Once Were Brothers: Robbie Robertson and the Band, my Martin Scorsese DOCUMENTARY Retrospective Rankings!