Thunderpants (review)
Oh, dear. It’s an entire movie about farts.
Oh, dear. It’s an entire movie about farts.
It’s not quite ‘My Big Fat Syrian Forbidden Romance,’ but almost.
Smart, wise, and effortlessly appealing, this is an uncomplicated but sneakily profound tale…
A vague, disjointed daydream passing for a film…
An excruiciating stew of kindergarten-level toilet humor and absurd (and false) sentimentality…
Hiro is in feudal Japan. That’s where Heroes left us at the end of Season One. How could they do that to us, and then make us wait all this time to find out how the heck that happened, and where the heck it will take him? It’s terribly mean. But the wait is almost … more…
Holy moly, it’s surely the depths of August when absolutely every theatrical release on DVD is a stinker. Skip it: • Disturbia [buy it]. From my review: The world is in a heightened state of paranoia. We are solemnly informed of this by a character in Disturbia as if it’s a newsflash, but what it … more…
oh my god noooooooooooo! I saw four movies yesterday. That sounds like fun, I know it. And believe me, it beats sitting in a cubicle all day, which I’ve done more than enough of in my life to know that I would rather kill myself than have to do it again. So I’m not complaining … more…
Last Friday in my weekend preview at Film.com, I mentioned that Hollywood is suffering, with multiplex attendance way down from even the very bad summer of 2005. Well, it turns out that that’s not the case. My info last week was the latest I could find, but it was accurate only through May. In July, … more…
A simple, apolitical reminder — an act of passionate but clearheaded pleading — that we must never forget the horrors of Japan in the summer of 1945.