Yesterday, whilst discussing delightmares, I posited (in regards to Steven Knight, but the sentiment applies to many of my faves) that artists adventurous enough to swing for the fences will inevitably whiff a few at-bats.
Category: Remember All the Movies, Terry, We’d Go See
Delightmare Serenity
Continuing our conversation regarding unintentional comedy (fuck artistic intentionality!), it’s high-time to finally explain the definition of a delightmare, through The Delightmare of 2019: motherfucking Serenity.
Goldfingered
Has a movie ever adapted a Great Work of Literature by satirizing the conventions of Great Works of Literature, and their #OscarBaity translations?
Suspect Subject
Not much shines in the world of The Golden Glove, and its characters — the dregs of society — find little glove-like protection from what ails them.
Downton, Where the Folx Aren’t Broke
Downton Abbey is typical period-piece porn, with two atypical exceptions of note:
Slowburn (emphasis on slow)
Has Elizabeth Banks ever been cast in a role that allowed her to utilize the full range of her skills?
Weaks
Art always responds, deliberately or subconsciously, to the climate in which it’s created.
Like, But(t)
Freaks will have to wait another day, because a newer release — about freaks of its own — has come a-knocking.
Oh No’s
Julianne Nicholson’s long overdue to get cast in an A-list star-making role she’s more than deserved for epochs.
‘Ms. Purple’
The parents’ short-thrifted, hinted-at backstory > their offsprings’ laborious, lugubrious stories.
Write All Nite 