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If I can’t have all of you, then I don’t want...
So it's fare-thee-well, my own true love. We'll meet an-other day, an-other time. It ain't the leavin' that's a-grievin' me, but my darlin' who's...
Such great heights
Great movies don’t require a signature shot, but it helps when they have one. What would Vertigo be without that dizzying dolly zoom? The...
Twenty feet from stardom, a million miles from sanity
Like most love stories, this one begins at the movies. London, 1971: A young actor goes to see the latest release, A Clockwork Orange,...
Dwarfing expectations
We are masters of cynicism, proudly sporting a black belt in backlash. If this generation of critics, pseudo-critics and armchair-article-writing audience members given the bully pulpit of social media has any legacy, it will be bitching for bitching’s sake...
Best of the fest
It’s the most common question you get as a film critic: “What’s good?” Variants include: “What do you like?” “What excites you?” “What should...
Train of thought
No matter how blue-collar or red-meat the story, director Tony Scott’s movies revel in his luxe, glossy yet easily distracted technique that ensures every shot is trailer-ready, and every fractured moment strives for maximum coolness. He’s an old-school cliche-...
How we got here
What good does it, writing about classic films?
If it’s covering an undiscovered gem or a movie never properly released, that’s one thing. But to...
Ben Gibbard and Jay Farrar channel Jack Kerouac’s thesis
I remember my first experience with Jack Kerouac. I was on a classic literature binge; the more risqué, the better. I was in the midst of reading everything I could afford with my mangled selection of bills and picked up a copy of On the Road. All I knew about the ...
Teen dream, parental nightmare
Project X is the movie equivalent of that good-looking, well-off teenage boy your gut tells you to keep away from your teenage daughter. Something sets off the warning bells — that he has lost his mind to his hormones, that he objectifies women in the worst way, ...
Where’s the honey?
Winnie the Pooh, Disney’s latest film revival of A.A. Milne’s “willy, nilly, silly old bear,” is longer on charm than it is on laughs. Or length. But it’s a treat for children making their first trek to the multiplex and for parents and grandparents with fond ...