Spoiler alert: Don’t actually come to daddy, he’s going to try to kill you with a meat cleaver. It’s not his fault; he’s very, very drunk, and he’s also Stephen McHattie. (Or IS HE?!)
There’s the Sally Potter we need, the Sally Potter we deserve, and, here, the Sally Potter we’re all very, very puzzled by.
Onward, but not upward, or forward, just mostly backward.
Hey, did you know that a new Dardennes movie just came out less than a month ago? Bet you didn’t. I bet even the Dardennes didn’t!
Andy makes a crediting boo-boo, but it’s okay.
If John Carpenter ever sees this movie, he will have to watch it through the tears in his eyes.
So far, when it comes to Joe Begos and the movies that Joe Begos makes, I’m 2 for 4; I like Bliss, I like VFW (though I like it less than Bliss), and I remember liking Almost Human, but it’s been almost a decade so I might need to revisit. I also never saw Mind’s Eye. Sorry Joe! There’s …
Sometimes love finds people too young. Sometimes bad, punny headers find unprepared readers. It happens.
One of the “best films of 2019” is now actually opening in theaters, so really it’s one of the best films of 2020, but really it’s a great movie in any year and you should see it.
Greek mythology, Dutch mythology, Ava Gardner, day for night shooting, romance, and fourth-wall breaking; there’s no way I wasn’t going to dig this movie.
Happy Valentine’s Day, go watch a monster movie.
File under “send horror journalists to check out the latest hyped-up thing,” please.
“Go do that voodoo that you do,” says the spoiled white girl to the mambo, foolishly throwing cash at something she doesn’t and never will understand.
“It’s so sexy / To be eating dinner in America”
That heaving noise you hear is the sound of Andy laughing too hard for too long at his own incredibly dumb joke.
Unspeakable horror! Mutant nightmares! Eldritch evil! Alexandrian witchcraft! Nicolas Cage gleefully picking tomatoes and peaches off of the vine!
What’s a man do to when he has all the money in the world plus a rehabilitated image as Marvel’s greatest hero? He does little. Very, very little.
In which one kid’s personal apocalypse is ushered in through his own obsession with recording his every stupid move.
Andy had hopes for this movie, but it turns out it’s so not-a good.
Abolish the death penalty.