For a brief moment early in May December, I thought the film would be my stargate to understanding what makes a film campy. Whilst sullenly staring into her fridge, grim music plays as Julianne Moore woefully lisps “I don’t think we have
Seated next to a delightfully dorky family during Alamo Drafthouse’s preshow for Godzilla Minus One, I was privy to a debate between father and sons as to which kaiju battle was least satisfying. Ebirah, who looks like a crawdad on nuclear steroids,
A Farewell to The Reader and El Perico Join us as we say goodbye to The Reader and El Perico after 29 years. Live music and memories will fill the night! Live music includes: Stylo Hector Anchondo Noizewave Man Down Saturday, December
Prequels are generally trash, movie musicals are often a mess, and villain-centric narratives are almost always disturbingly sympathetic to wretched ideals. The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds & Snakes is a villain-centric prequel with enough singing to count as a quasi-musical.
The difference between what is stupid-bad and what is stupid-fun is a deeply personal one. For me, it’s the difference between an octopus playing the drums in Aquaman and a litter of cats vomiting tentacles set to an Andrew Lloyd Weber song
Before the film starts, DidSheDoIt.com briefly flashes on the screen. At some point during the next 151 minutes, you will come to a one-word answer to that URL’s question. Maybe your stance will change, evolving over the runtime. Maybe you stubbornly cling
John Wick’s only real personality trait is being mad about dog homicide. That is one more personality trait than exhibited by The Killer (Michael Fassbender) in The Killer. If the Calm app became a hitman, it would likely resemble the mantra-spewing, mindfulness-loving