In keeping with the rules and regs of the Seattle International Film Festival, reviews for most films will be kept to brief capsules (75 quick words of glory) until their respective local release. So in my pursuit to oust my opinion without breaking regulation, expect more and more capsule recaps in the coming weeks as...
I’ve got enough fraternity experiences to write two books. None of them resemble what I saw Tuesday night. Hell, my fraternity chapter was shut down in ’04 for being the…
What transpires is a whole bunch of nothing that adds up to little more than: "Rich white people gots it ruff." Like the offspring of someone tragically out of touch…
Hoffman's suit of a boss likens Casper to a Rolling Stones show; "Imagine if you paid for a ticket and they didn't play Satisfation?" Well, Favreau's film slyly retorts, had…
Even set to the background noise of Webb and Garfield pondering leaving the series sooner rather than later, The Amazing Spider-Man 2 does move the puck forward a significant amount,…
Bernstein works the movie like a circus clown, loading suckerpunch after suckerpunch into his cinematic cannon, but they strike with dull thuds. His pleads for heartbreak hardly break a sweat;…
A relatively light week at the theaters in which I saw Chef (review to follow), Paul Walker‘s last completed project Brick Mansions (buhuh) and a half-way decent horror movie that’s failed to make much of an impression at the box office, The Quiet Ones. Aside from those you’ll find below, I also revistied The Amazing...
It's a ton of fun, if your idea of fun is wasting an hour and thirty minutes of your life. Brick tries out a few jokes here and there -…
Jodorowsky raped my mind. And I loved it. Yeah. Or maybe that’s just the Stockholm Syndrome talking.
Shouldering the picture, Poulter, Blevins, Cage and Sheridan are the savior of Green's view of a broke down suburban hell hole. If only they weren't always forced into such sketchy…