A note: I rarely, if ever, use the word “masterpiece” in any material I output about films either recently released or yet to be released, because in most cases that’s a bullshit word used in bullshit contexts for bullshit reasons by bullshit people. Most often, you hear about masterpieces on the festival circuit before the … Continue reading
Finally! I have words for Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri, not in print, but spoken aloud by my mouth; if you know me you know that I do not like this film very much because it’s awful, and I have enough awful movies in my life without being gang pressed into admiring one I find repugnant … Continue reading
Foreword: Volker Schlöndorff’s Baal made me want to throw up all over myself. I’ve sat through some truly ugly and thoroughly noxious films in my time, many of them more overtly hideous than this one, but boy oh boy, I cannot think of the last time I sat through an 80 minute film that felt this … Continue reading
A Constant Visual Feast 