I'm coming to get you, Barbara.
Saturday, April 30, 2016
Friday, April 29, 2016
Synecdoche, New York: All Life is a Stage
by Cass Cannon
If an author creates a world and leaves it open, that world has permission to write and rewrite itself.
If an author creates a world and leaves it open, that world has permission to write and rewrite itself.
Thursday, April 28, 2016
To Heist or Not to Heist
by Melissa Uhrin
This whole "needing money to win at life" thing is a bitch. Money for food and the four "H"'s: Housing. Heat. Hydration. Hygiene. Just the basics required to survive another day.
This whole "needing money to win at life" thing is a bitch. Money for food and the four "H"'s: Housing. Heat. Hydration. Hygiene. Just the basics required to survive another day.
Riske Business: Good Poster, Bad Movie
by Adam Riske and Heath Holland
This week, Heath and I explore some of our favorite posters for movies that pretty much suck.
This week, Heath and I explore some of our favorite posters for movies that pretty much suck.
Wednesday, April 27, 2016
Tuesday, April 26, 2016
Monday, April 25, 2016
Saturday, April 23, 2016
Friday, April 22, 2016
Thursday, April 21, 2016
Wednesday, April 20, 2016
Glutton for Punishment: The Sexploiters
by JB
We are all interested in bad movies, inexcusable cinema, worse-than-mediocre pictures, and paying sultry women to eat ice cream in our presence, for that is the stuff we use to fill the empty spaces in our lives. You are interested in the unknown, the exotic, and the erotic—that is why you are here. And now, for the first time, we bring you the full story of some of the WORST MOVIES EVER MADE. We bring you the evidence, based only on the secret testimony of the miserable soul who survived a harsh whipping… er, I mean screening. I am that miserable soul. The absurdly low budgets, the cramped soundstages, the ridiculous plots, the thigh-high stockings—my friend, we cannot keep them a secret any longer. Let us punish the guilty. Let us reward the innocent. Remember, my friends: terrible movies such as these will affect you in the future!
We are all interested in bad movies, inexcusable cinema, worse-than-mediocre pictures, and paying sultry women to eat ice cream in our presence, for that is the stuff we use to fill the empty spaces in our lives. You are interested in the unknown, the exotic, and the erotic—that is why you are here. And now, for the first time, we bring you the full story of some of the WORST MOVIES EVER MADE. We bring you the evidence, based only on the secret testimony of the miserable soul who survived a harsh whipping… er, I mean screening. I am that miserable soul. The absurdly low budgets, the cramped soundstages, the ridiculous plots, the thigh-high stockings—my friend, we cannot keep them a secret any longer. Let us punish the guilty. Let us reward the innocent. Remember, my friends: terrible movies such as these will affect you in the future!
F This Movie! - Spider-Man 3
Patrick and Adam Riske do whatever a spider can. And a Sandman. And a Venom. And a Green Goblin. And a Mr. Freeze. Probably a Ninja Turtle, too.
Tuesday, April 19, 2016
Antiviral: The Junior Cronenberg
by Cass Cannon
I began this week with a mission. That mission? To watch at least one David Cronenberg movie every day. As to why, I have no f'ing clue...but here I am, finishing a blissful seven-day bender of blood, boobs, flesh, and flesh. And flesh. On this journey, I discovered (definitely late to the game on this one) that Antiviral—a movie I really enjoyed when I saw it a couple of years ago—is directed and written by none other than Papa Cronenberg's son, Brandon Cronenberg. I loved this movie when I saw it. It was weird, beautifully art directed, and simply put: a good time.
However.
I began this week with a mission. That mission? To watch at least one David Cronenberg movie every day. As to why, I have no f'ing clue...but here I am, finishing a blissful seven-day bender of blood, boobs, flesh, and flesh. And flesh. On this journey, I discovered (definitely late to the game on this one) that Antiviral—a movie I really enjoyed when I saw it a couple of years ago—is directed and written by none other than Papa Cronenberg's son, Brandon Cronenberg. I loved this movie when I saw it. It was weird, beautifully art directed, and simply put: a good time.
However.
Monday, April 18, 2016
Review: The Jungle Book (2016)
by Patrick Bromley
As the live-action adaptations of classic Disney animated films go, Jon Favreau's The Jungle Book is pretty good -- miles ahead of junk like Alice in Wonderland and Maleficent and maybe about as good as Kenneth Branagh's Cinderella. The filmmakers really accomplished translating an animated movie into live action. So...now what?
As the live-action adaptations of classic Disney animated films go, Jon Favreau's The Jungle Book is pretty good -- miles ahead of junk like Alice in Wonderland and Maleficent and maybe about as good as Kenneth Branagh's Cinderella. The filmmakers really accomplished translating an animated movie into live action. So...now what?
Saturday, April 16, 2016
Friday, April 15, 2016
Thursday, April 14, 2016
Land of Living Skies...and Doom
by Melisssa Uhrin
Saskatoon, Saskatchewan. Say that ten times fast and you'll most likely wind up with a headache or mumbling something along the lines of Sasaskatawoo.
Saskatoon, Saskatchewan. Say that ten times fast and you'll most likely wind up with a headache or mumbling something along the lines of Sasaskatawoo.
Wednesday, April 13, 2016
Tuesday, April 12, 2016
Cinema Bestius: The Thin Blue Line
Sometimes, when art is very, very good, art bleeds into real life and makes real life manifestly better. This is one of the highest callings of art.
Monday, April 11, 2016
Saturday, April 9, 2016
Friday, April 8, 2016
Netflix This Movie! Vol. 172
by Patrick Bromley
Put on your Hypercolor shirt, crank the Hootie and come back with me for some underrated '90s picks.
Put on your Hypercolor shirt, crank the Hootie and come back with me for some underrated '90s picks.
Glutton for Punishment: The Deadly Bees
by JB
The Deadly Bees exists only to prove that Alfred Hitchcock is a master filmmaker, and his film The Birds is a masterpiece.
The Deadly Bees exists only to prove that Alfred Hitchcock is a master filmmaker, and his film The Birds is a masterpiece.
Thursday, April 7, 2016
Wednesday, April 6, 2016
Tuesday, April 5, 2016
Twinsies: Deep Impact v. Armageddon
by Alex Lawson
Scarcely a month goes by without Hollywood’s dwindling originality coming more clearly into focus. The industry’s penchant for regurgitating known properties is pretty entrenched at this point, and you can certainly understand why: familiarity is comforting to consumers in any industry, and when the money at stake climbs as high as it does in the studio talking picture racket, the urge to retreat to established commodities becomes too strong to ignore.
Scarcely a month goes by without Hollywood’s dwindling originality coming more clearly into focus. The industry’s penchant for regurgitating known properties is pretty entrenched at this point, and you can certainly understand why: familiarity is comforting to consumers in any industry, and when the money at stake climbs as high as it does in the studio talking picture racket, the urge to retreat to established commodities becomes too strong to ignore.
Cinema Bestius: Nashville
Only the best directors wind up as adjectives: “Wellesian,” “Capra-esque,” “Fordian,” “Fellini-esque,” and this week, “Altmanesque.”
Monday, April 4, 2016
Saturday, April 2, 2016
Friday, April 1, 2016
Netflix This Movie! Vol. 171
by Patrick Bromley
A certain mega-blockbuster superhero movie got you down? Let this week's Netflix recommendations pick you back up.
A certain mega-blockbuster superhero movie got you down? Let this week's Netflix recommendations pick you back up.
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