
London photo: I like the cut of your crumble
I don’t know why, but something about this derelict parking garage fascinates me.

I don’t know why, but something about this derelict parking garage fascinates me.

Hooray for a black female protagonist. Boo that she is all about romance, and that the film blames her for the dangerous situation she finds herself in.

An enragingly stupid and obvious “thriller” jammed with dull genre clichés, wild hypocrisy, and just a hint of victim blaming.

The advertising sign on the left is unlikely to endure as long as the one on the right has.

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Bike parking.

The traditional Hollywood disaster flick goes to Norway, and is grim and gripping around all the time-honored ridiculous clichés crammed into it.

Strictly for serious Doctor Who fans who won’t mind the ultra-low-budget ethos, and who’ll love the fan-fiction-y tidbits that are catnip to Whovians.

This is kickass representation: lots of women in gender-neutral roles wielding power, including the female protagonist, herself a figure of authority.

One of the smartest and most enthralling SF film series ever breaks more new ground as it ends on notes as emotional and provocative as they are explosive.