It’s nice to have editors who understand you, and who let you get away with outrageously stupid headlines like the one I pulled together for Kevin Macdonald’s The Mauritanian. If I can’t give a movie a high score (because I don’t like it), then at least I can give my review a dad joke for a title.
You might detect, from how little I’ve bothered actually talking about The Mauritanian compared to my own stupid writing, that I don’t have much to say about the movie, or maybe that enough time has passed since writing it that I just don’t have the energy to think further about it. You’re right! Go read my review for Paste Magazine instead.
A Constant Visual Feast 