At times reminiscent of the darker side of Jim Henson’s puppet workshop, and at other times wandering through Cormac McCarthy’s burnt-out landscape, all the while grappling with one of the oldest stories in Western civilization’s mythos, Noah is an overproduced, but impeccably acted, well thought out but poorly written, sweeping philosophical endeavor that sometimes stumbles […]
Nymphomania Vol. I and Vol. II, in many ways, is not so different from other blockbuster Hollywood films today. There is sex, there is the glorious reveal of private body parts, the fetishization and the objectification by the protagonist of the opposite sex. Yet, unlike most of these films, the private body parts being revealed […]
Go down the road that splits at the Starbucks until you see the statue of the man with the lobster. Enter the theater doors beyond the statue of the man with the lobster, purchase a ticket for the film named The Grand Budapest Hotel, walk thirty paces until you reach the theater doors, sit in […]
David O’Russell is perhaps one of the most curious directors working in Hollywood. Hanging on the periphery of celebrity status since “Three Kings” in 1999, O’Russell sprang into the spotlight with “The Fighter”, a grim look into the violent life of a Lowell boxer. He returned to critical acclaim again two years later with “Silver […]
Sporting a bucket-sized cowboy hat and thinner than a cornstalk, Ron Woodruff is nevertheless a very familiar character to us. He’s a womanizing, alcoholic, rugged, obnoxious, insulting, son-of-a-gun. Loved in a certain cautious way by his friends, and appreciated for a compassionate heart under all the grime, Woodruff is still repulsive to us, as his […]
By: Martin Conte It’s every movie buff’s guilty pleasure. It’s like getting wine tipsy, or treating yourself to dinner just before the rent is due. Putting some of the finest actors and actresses currently at work in the same dilapidated mansion, alongside the finest actress of any generation and shaking up the bottle with crisis […]
Marketed as empowering to women, “Sucker Punch” proves to be just the opposite — Lolita-esque characters prancing about in tiny skirts and fishnets seem to be more about fetishism than empowerment. Baby Doll and her fellow femme fatales appear weak and one-dimensional, much like their dialogue.
I had never even heard a Justin Bieber song from beginning to end. I had heard a lot about him and his haircut, but I’m not in middle school, and I don’t subscribe to Teen Beat.
How high does the denigration of Hugh Hefner’s public image rank on your list of injustices in the world? I’ll go out on a limb and assume somewhere below the next redesign of Facebook. True, the fabulously rich, connected founder of Playboy Magazine has been reduced in the public mind to a lecherous caricature, but […]
In a fairer world, Woody Allen would be revered for his stability. He’s been writing and directing about a film a year, for forty years, with a two-decade stretch in which he was constantly one-upping himself with classics from “Annie Hall” to “Crimes and Misdemeanors.” He’s never flagged on the philosophical underpinnings either: life is […]