Watching True Romance in the theater back in 1993, I felt like I was experiencing a different kind of cinema. One that challenged the senses and took dialogue to a
Did we really need the Jesse Pinkman post-Breaking Bad story? Seriously. After a beloved five-season series wrapped up in what felt like a very satisfactory manner
There is a weird, rambling quality to Bad Time at the El Royale. As if the title and the 140-minute runtime weren't enough of a clue, its feels like in a perfect
If you, like me, had a strong sense of déjà vu watching the first 15 minutes of this film, you'll know that the feeling of being a crazy person isn't unwarranted. Because
What utter garbage this film was. Oddly it's not completely dissimilar from another mediocre film I saw recently called Following, but this one is even more predictable
Naked Viggo; I'm sure my mom would be excited to see "the blouse man" doing roundhouse kicks and eye gouges with a couple Russian mobsters while in the buff. Me, not
Who would have thought a guy with a Raggedy Andy haircut could be so menacing? Javier Bardem as the maniacal hitman/killer in No Country for Old Men makes the Terminator
I'm going to make a weird comparison here. Actually, it's not that weird; more like a little bit awkward. This movie reminds me of a poorly recorded good album. It's
Lock stock and two smoking Snatches. Yeah, you heard me, bloke! This whole Brit gangster movie has become a bloody genre. The nice part is that it's a genre that doesn't
Let's start this off with the admission that I don't know anything about graphic novels. Shit, I still called 'em comics until about eight words ago. I seem to recall
I kind of had an idea that I wouldn't love this movie. I kinda knew all of the hype surrounding Jamie Foxx (who, by the way, sports the name of what sounds like a porn
