Note: “Worse” as in “worse for the people who make movies with him,” because “The Lighthouse” owns very, very hard.
And you thought my obsession with “Lemon” was a sign of twisted character!
Doesn’t get much more cut and dry than this, especially as regards the movies here where monsters and villains exist who wish for nothing more than to cut you and leave you dry.
A young brewery so good at making top-notch, unique beers, plus great examples of trendy beer styles, that they’ll leave you…foaming at the mouth. Yeah, I did that. I did.
Not the Noah Baumbach movie starring Lola Kirke and Greta Gerwig, but rather the grimy, unpleasant, ultimately hilarious big-screen version of a Tim Heidecker and Greg Turkington bit.
Let me tell you: I had a real gas writing this piece. I trumpeted my enthusiasm the whole time I worked on it, no ifs, ands, or…buts. I can do this all day, by the way.
The day shall come! In fact, it already came! It’s done. It’s gone. You missed it. What the hell, why weren’t you paying attention for the day.
And now, we go back in time to an era of peak crime and the year of Three Mile Island, Voyager I and Jupiter’s rings, space shuttle orbiter Columbia, and the Iran hostage crisis; also the year of “Alien.” Coincidence? Probably.
I have exactly less than no idea how to talk about this movie without giving away its dark, disgusting, hilarious secrets.
A movie where a woman does a series of cartwheels in one scene, then smash cuts to her landing on a guy’s crotch in a totally different scene. Also a movie about Silvio Berlusconi. Now THAT’S Italian!
Darin’, you don’t need to give up on booksmarts if you want to be a hustler. You just have to remember that satanic panic is always in season.
Waiter, Joe Begos got his splatter horror film in this examination of the artist’s enduring creative struggle. Not complaining! They’re tasty together.
No Welsh? No problem!