Tarantino’s colossal opus is a near perfect movie. Although it unquestionably defined an era, it refuses to be tied to one, and in a bizarre journey via a 50s themed cafe known as Jack Rabbit Slims, we follow an Afro-wielding gangster and his 70s icon cohort, while an eclectic range of popular music traverses four decades, resulting in an enduring abstraction of time and place…
I decided I wanted to be a writer in the third grade when I created my first short story, Timmy the Turtle. Honestly, I didn’t believe I had a future, but my English teacher fell in love with it and hung it on the bulletin board. To a young schoolgirl, that was like having a New York Times best seller…
In the mid-1980’s, Michael Dudikoff shot to fame as Cannon’s most unlikely stealth assassin. For many martial arts fans, this was somewhat baffling. Not only did he lack basic martial arts training, he looked more like a teenage pin-up than a warrior trained in the Orient’s deadliest art form…
In many ways Fargo is the star of Fargo.
So detached from the savagery of modern life are its people that their salt-of-the-earth simplicity comes across as quite bizarre, and when contrasted with the stark and often brutal violence of the movie’s outsiders, we are plunged into an odyssey that is at once perverse and comical, exactly the kind of prodigious juxtapose that has made the Coen brothers so uniquely prominent as both writers and directors…
While watching the movie Roadhouse the other night, I decided to take a trip down memory lane and revisit several films to view their sex scenes. Why would I do this? It is very easy, I needed a good laugh.
For whatever reason, Hollywood seems to think that the average person is a yogi or contortionist. Sex scenes are designed to raise the room temperature, not create a potential ER visit. For example, one of the best scenes ever, in my opinion, is in the movie Body Heat…
Withnail and I is not only one of the finest British comedies ever put to celluloid, it is one of the most hilarious and poignant of the entire genre…
It is the story of a scathing drunkard and his unfortunate sidekick; two out of work actors living in a squalid Georgian flat in Camden Town, London. The movie is set at the tail end of ‘the greatest decade in the history of mankind’ and as spaced-out drug dealer and uninvited frequenter Danny so aptly points out, ‘there’s gonna be a lot of refugees’. . .
