Watching apocalyptic disaster movies has lost its edge lately. These days it just feels redundant.
Watching apocalyptic disaster movies has lost its edge lately. These days it just feels redundant.
No Olympics would be complete without a viewing of Chariots Of Fire. While it takes liberties with the historical facts, it does so for reasons of dramatic tension, not to radically misrepresent the character of those whose story it tells. The Olympics themselves seem obsessed with creating and feeding their self-narrative as an entity. Chariots …
The French Dispatch is a forthcoming movie from director Wes Anderson. His idiosyncratic style is pretty much a genre in its own right. It’s almost as if he and Christopher Nolan are in competition to confirm which one of them can hit the peak expression of their peculiarly unique and recognisable traits without turning into …
A mystery. Our local theater has changed to allocated seating. But puts everyone in the back five rows.