Let’s go back to an oldie but a goodie by discussing a newbie that is also a goodie! And also a grossie!
Not a steak, nor a relative of Carol Burnett, but rather an album whose thesis essentially is that the world sucks, life sucks, people suck, but don’t worry, we’re all going to die someday or something.
A movie about Insane Clown Posse, except the good news is that you don’t have to like Insane Clown Posse to enjoy or even understand the movie! Luck you.
Watch as Andy makes the likely ill-advised move of taking a potshot at one of 2018’s most beloved movies by holding it to a standard it was never interested in meeting!
An album whose title belies the somewhat not-very-modern style of the band. But in a good way!
Remember, kids: If you can engage a thing you’re writing about more than once *before* you write about it, you should do that.
Can a movie made in 1990 that’s only just now being released in theaters REALLY be called a 1990 movie? Maybe. But also maybe not. How about both? Either way, it’s a damn masterpiece.
A free association (sort of) visual essay documentary film about Jamaica in 2019, Jamaica in the 1800s, and how the latter has shaped the former into a land of beautiful contradictions.
Happy “Captain Marvel” weekend! In the first of Andy’s *three pieces* about the new Marvel movie, an appreciation for Brie Larson and her fondness of baked goods and weight training, and how all of that hard work (and not hard work) reflects on the screen.
Don’t let the list of very long, nigh-unpronouncable Icelandic names overwhelm or intimidate you away from seeing this excellent Icelandic dark comedy. (“Dark comedy” in Iceland is kinda like easy viewing, though.)
Sometimes you pay (literally, you, not me) to see a movie, and you get exactly what the title promises. Take “The Hole in the Ground.” It’s about a hole. In the ground. Boom, value.
Andy gets to write about a new thing by Les Claypool (and also Sean Lennon (but for Andy, mostly Claypool (no offense Sean))), and he is excited about it.
Alternative tagline for this movie’s poster: “U Look Like A Monkey / And U Die Like 1 2.” You can have that for free. Wait, no: Royalties.
A lovely album loaded with lovely music, but of course Andy being Andy, Andy had some struggles with it. (Andy.)
It’s free association time, in which Andy compares Paul Webb to Tom Waits AND David Bowie and uses a bunch of flower space age language to attempt, and maybe fail, to describe the new Rustin Man album’s sound.
Matt Walsh as a leading man in a rom-com? It’s an idea so crazy it might just work, except that the movie in question only barely gets there with plot and story.
It took Peter Jackson over a decade, but he finally made a movie to match, and even outclass, his “Lord of the Rings” trilogy – a documentary about World War I, made as only a guy like Jackson could make it.
A film about a starving boy scrapping by to survive in Beirut isn’t the kind of film anyone’s happy to criticize. On the flip side, if you make that movie and you don’t want to be criticized, make a better movie.