
Passion review
Trashy remake of the brilliant French black comedy strips out the satire and slathers what’s left in ridiculous lesbian-erotic-thriller sauce.

Trashy remake of the brilliant French black comedy strips out the satire and slathers what’s left in ridiculous lesbian-erotic-thriller sauce.

It’s officially official. Doctor Who has invaded the American Heartland.

Hmm. Is there something in the zeitgeist that’s prompting movies about desolation and survival in harsh conditions?

I’m not sure, but I think this might be an ad for a shop selling Amish clothing.

This is what happens when your Lord of the Rings cosplay gets overrun by Method stuntmen.

Apparently it’s hard to be a grownup in today’s crazy world without committing consequence-free statutory rape. Ugh.

A confounding intellectual mystery, an enigmatic philosophical science fantasy that’s like a cinematic Moebius strip.

Oh, College Humor, you geeky wags…

If you’d noticed that Matthew McConaughey had been looking rather terrifyingly gaunt recently, this is why.

Teeth on the water.