Well, once again it’s the bleakest time of the year — mid-November, and Oscar season. Cold, dreary capitalism settles in as marketers…
In one of the most memorable scenes from “Apocalypse Now,” Marlon Brando, shrouded in shadow, hisses out (amidst other drug-fueled demagogic babblings)…
There is a raging maniac urgency underneath the cucumber-cool surface of the limited-release Indie film — you know the type. We presuppose…
I am consistently mystified by the American box office — and not just those absurd moments when soul-dismemberingly bad movies retain the…
In the manner of all those pedantic jerks you’ve already been reading and despising for three weeks, I will begin by telling…