Machete (review)
I can’t wait for the right-wing windbags to begin decrying Rodriguez and Machete — oh noes! he’s trying to ignite a class war!
I can’t wait for the right-wing windbags to begin decrying Rodriguez and Machete — oh noes! he’s trying to ignite a class war!
A little push and a little pull is what it takes to survive 1973…
It’s been almost a quarter of a century since this groundbreaking series graced our screens so briefly, but my memories of it have never faded, so great was the impact it had on my nerdy young brain…
The horror of Bong Joon-ho’s bleakly comic film begins with how it’s barely a blip in a mother’s routine when her son is accused of murdering a teenaged schoolgirl and Mom must doggedly go to work to find the real killer…
Ever since he was a kid, Jack Harris never wanted to be a pornographer…
Behold mumblecore! It’s just like regular-movie-core, but with hipster cred. Except it’s just more of the same old shit roughed up around the edges…
Better than *Toy Story 3.* Really.
If Jonah Hex can talk to the dead, then he’s probably the only one (apart from Ned the Pie Man) who could have any meaningful interaction with this movie.
A wickedly wonderful little smashup of fluff…
Assumes that the viewer is a complete and utter fucking moron…