“Credit the sixties for giving us the acid version of strip, jazz and now the Western,” I assume was the opening line of many an El Topo review had there been edgy online publications like Cinemaholism in 1970. Alas there wasn’t. And so it was now, in 2017, certainly overdueContinue Reading
For better or worse, cinema’s enfant terrible of yore and current hack artist Gaspar Noe is, to many, above any introduction except yours truly will dispense one anyway, so I promise to keep it short. Pouty SaudiSometimes rowdy, sometimes pouty.Continue Reading
Often misunderstood, and romanticized for the wrong reasons—and such was the power of Mario Puzo’s Godfather screen adaptation—the mob genre is mistakenly celebrated at each cycle of reinvention. The Italian mafia in films has undergone a persistent makeover, resurrecting in newer, grimier skin each time around to the shortsighted delightContinue Reading
There is a moment in The Kill List so glaring and abrupt I paused unsure whether to allow myself to go along with the distraction or, altogether, question the director’s motives. Buenos DiazContinue Reading
Your reception to Thesis on a Homicide will vary depending on your appreciation for ambiguity and tolerance for redundancy. Thankfully, Thesis keeps both criteria to one instance of each. But before another word is said, it is incumbent upon your boy to point out that this is a film literalContinue Reading
As stomach-churning as originally thought.Continue Reading
