The Wicker Man (1973)
In The Wicker Man, the intrigue lies beyond simple machinations. And it is in the periphery where the film leaves its mark.Continue Reading
In The Wicker Man, the intrigue lies beyond simple machinations. And it is in the periphery where the film leaves its mark.Continue Reading
Uncut Gems begins with a colonoscopy and, though artful, ends with an equally intrusive view of a bullet wound. The implication being that Howard Ratner is full of shit no matter how he dresses up excuses for not ever having the money he owes.Continue Reading
For the longest, I had been wary of falling for the hype whenever I would come across the name of Sofia Coppola’s sophomore feature. It being Hollywood, and the plaudits emanating in unison from professional circles, my pupils dilated on cue for possible warning sings; my qualms about such worksContinue 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.Continue Reading