Hale County This Morning, This Evening is a documentary version of experiential cinema.
Hale County This Morning, This Evening is a documentary version of experiential cinema.
Venom might as well have been titled Tom Hardy, because he’s basically the only reason to see it.
In my ever-expanding quest to cover on these here Write All Nite pages EVERY show I see, productions from one of the most prominent off-Broadway theatres will always be left outside of this scope.
This week in music:
If Nicolas Cage had the focus and discipline to sit down and write a screenplay, then to get off his ass to direct it, AND THEN was given the free artistic reign of final cut, with no oversight to tame and restrain his overindulgent tendencies, Mandy would be the result.
It’s impossible to eulogize an artist whose work you’re largely unfamiliar with.
Critical circles perpetuate two schools of thought concerning artistic canons that really piss me off.
Has anybody in the history of human civilization written as many songs about getting drunk and screwing, stress-free, in island locales, on tropical getaways, as Jimmy Buffet?
Now THIS is what I’m talking about.
Since I’m not a fan of the ‘80s nostalgia wave contaminating conquering screens the world over right now, the latest installment in the Predator franchise — dubbed THE Predator (DUN DUN DUN!!!) — didn’t particularly appeal to me on its chrome face.