Pet Sematary continues the proud Stephen King tradition of transforming the idyllic Maine countryside into a hollow Transylvanian soundstage of smoke machines and howling wolves.
Todd Wofford
Gloria Bell doesn’t feel so much like a straightforward narrative as it does a tattered patchwork.
Well, we've arrived at the cream in the coffee: My personal favorite of the Bond films. Some of these picks might surprise you. This retrospective look kinda surprised me too.We love you. And we mean it.
10. The Living Daylights (1987)
I'll go ahead and say it now: I think Timothy Dalton made a…
[su_dropcap]B[/su_dropcap]attlefield Earth plays like cinematic poetry, with its brilliantly-staged action scenes pounding along in a furious meter. Repeat viewings reveal new layers of depth and humanity, not unlike revisiting The Coronation of Napoleon at the Louvre. This film represents John Travolta and Forrest Whitaker's finest hours. It's in the top 10 for Barry Pepper, as well.…
The old saying tells us that "even bad pizza is still pretty good." I don't know if I completely agree with that, but I do see some wisdom baked into that sentiment. The Bond movies are a lifelong love of mine, and even the ones that miss the mark still have plenty of stuff to…
[su_dropcap]F[/su_dropcap]or this week's shenanigans, we're going classy. Well, as classy as we possibly can, anyway. We're drinking Martinis, delicious Pinot Noir, fancy bubbly and talking all things James Bond. I'm a huge 007 fan, and our discussion inspired me to write an entire article to accompany this episode. I'll provide a link at the bottom…
[su_dropcap]W[/su_dropcap]ith this live action Dumbo, Tim Burton builds bigger but not bolder, broader but not better. He doubles the runtime of the original, and fills his new version with more plot, more characters, and just...more. But, for all this film's relentless busyness, much of Burton's idiosyncratic, amiably macabre personality has been stripped away. Those looking for…
H olmes & Watson isn't so much a movie as a monsoon of limp, slimy jokes that plop to the ground like that storm of toads in Magnolia. The actors fidget and fumble through their lines like anxious hostages reading ransom demands off a cue card. Scenes don't arrive on the screen fully realized, instead they…
N o, seriously. Dabney Coleman needs an Academy Award. Where would our movie-going lives be without him? Coleman was the go-to guy when an 80s movie needed an asshole authority figure. When it came to playing an oily dude in a cheap suit, pulling drags off a cigarette and firing sexist one-liners, nobody did it better. ("What's…
