I probably don’t need to remind everyone how much I love Get Out, though I probably ought to go and update my top ten list on this very site to reflect my love of Night of the Living Dead, which is one of my all-timers. In the meantime, I’ll direct you all to The Hollywood Reporter, which was …
I remember hearing the news that Jordan Peele, he of Key and Peele fame, had designs on directing and writing his own horror movie some years ago, around late 2014 if memory serves, in between the murder of Michael Brown and the acquittal of his killer, Darren Wilson, which in my mind is the moment in contemporary American …
Here’s a shocker, most kids’ imaginary friends don’t actually go on murderin’ sprees. Journalism!
But up with Diego Ongaro and Freddie Gibbs and Bob Tarasuk.
When watching the trailer for Step Up Revolution (the fourth entry of the hip hop dance saga, which frankly nobody really needs), be ready to answer one big, important question: are you ready for some protest art? In theory, I’m behind the concept of hinting at social revolution and pointing to the Occupy movements in …
I mean, you can forget the saxophone; you had me with that extremely punny name.
An even longer time coming: This blog post. Is it as worth the wait as the album? No.
Not that kind of Teddy, or the other kind of Teddy. It’s just a guy named Teddy. Life is boring sometimes. But this movie isn’t!
Leave all your comments about “Blow Up” out of here, thanks.
Not “the” Jew, but “a” Jew, though c’mon, there really aren’t that many members of the Tribe in the Sooner State.
I have 99 problems, and 12 mighty orphans are not one of them.
Hear me out: I really like crappy movies that aren’t crappy at all, because there’s no accounting for taste.
This show is as cute as the Dickens, son. (I’ll show myself out.)
Wouldn’t you know it, there is nothing either super or intelligent about this sucker.
In which Andy feels terribly underqualified to talk about the movie he’s talking about, but he talks about it anyway.
Another piece Present Andy wrote for Past Andy.
In my second Hidden Gems piece, I talk about…another Faye Dunaway movie. Not complaining, just stating the facts.
I had to drive all the way out of town and into another state to bring myself to contribute to this list.
Not just “a” Beth, but “the” Beths.
What? Me, introverted? Yes, and it’s bloody exhausting.