On first seeing the trailer for Joe Wright’s Darkest Hour, I knew that it was going to be a mandatory watch for no other reason than Gary Oldman. Although Oldman delivers for the most part, the rest of the film falls flat.
In this edition of a still-nameless feature, I talk to my friend Ashley about a film that moves me to tears every time I watch it: Denis Villeneuve’s Arrival. There’s a little love for Michael Stuhlbarg, disappointment with love, and frustration with aliens’ names. There are some spoilers, so proceed with caution.
It came out recently that AMC Theaters had been posting a note (which they’ve also decided to remove) for moviegoers explaining the 10 seconds of silence in Rian Johnson’s Star Wars: The Last Jedi. I have some thoughts on the silence, so proceed if you’re cool with spoilers.
Today Ashley and I talk about Herk Harvey’s Carnival of Souls. Considered a cult classic, with a Criterion Collection BluRay and a spot on the streaming service FilmStruck, it is beloved by many as a psychological horror film. Where do we stand? Read on…
From matte paintings to repressed sexual desires (with a little terrible coffee and attempted murder in between), Ashley and I poke fun at each other about our differences on Powell and Pressburger’s Black Narcissus (1947).
Welcome to a second edition of this as-yet unnamed feature that is simply my friend Ashley and I discussing our differing opinions on movies. This time around, we talk about one of her favorite movies, Zazie dans le métro (1960), directed by Louis Malle.
I’m violating the spirit of a hatewatch and not actually watching this movie. A re-watch in this instance is completely unnecessary because I remember exactly what it is that I hate and will never come to appreciate.
Here is all you need to know about The Bone Collector: Denzel Washington is a quadriplegic who beats up Leland Orser’s character by biting and using the controls on his bed! Yes, a completely paralyzed man beats up another man. Suspending disbelief is an important element in many movies, but this one is asking the viewer to believe in something more ridiculous than a Norse god or a guy dressed like a bat fighting crime.
In short, The Bone Collector is a piece of shit. Don’t ever see it. Ever.