The Big Year (trailer)
It’s Eat Pray Love for guys!
It’s Eat Pray Love for guys!
The Tree of Life is a “beautiful” film, even its detractors appear to agree. But so is every other TV commercial and throwaway police procedural.
Leicester Square, in the heart of central London, has been undergoing all manner of refitting and spiffing up since I arrived in January…
Reminds me of the classic philosophical exchange from Airplane! about what the white zone and the red zone are for.
“Six o’clock on a sunny Saturday is the middle of the afternoon, whereas six o’clock on a winter or autumn Saturday is dark and exciting.”
I wish I could say I didn’t know why anyone would bother xeroxing a nearly 30-year-old movie, but I do know why. And it ain’t pretty.
I’ve heard this from many a film lover: “Oh, Pedro Almodóvar! He’s such a feminist! He loves women!” I don’t see that. At all.
This movie is supposed to be for boys? It’s for movies like this that women are multi-orgasmic.
I think close to the top of the list must be the notion that you could walk calmly and slowly away from a nearby explosion without incurring severe injury.
I keep promising myself I’m gonna pull an all-nighter and clear away some backlog, but then it gets to midnight…