Little Ashes (review)
Only indiscriminate vampire-swooning tweens will appreciate Robert Pattinson’s portrayal of the surrealistic Spanish painter and filmmaker Salvador Dali…
Only indiscriminate vampire-swooning tweens will appreciate Robert Pattinson’s portrayal of the surrealistic Spanish painter and filmmaker Salvador Dali…
Summer of 1987. Oh, these kids are my temporal peeps.
It was originally titled *Boy of Pigs*, which captures the near-risibility of a movie that attempts to conflate the sexual awakening of one lonely adolescent with so traumatic an event as the assassination of John F. Kennedy.
An elemental tale of childhood fantasies and nightmares…
Gives new depth of meaning to the word “hagiography.”
That extreme rarity of American film: a movie that is about a teenage girl’s fumblings through the confusions of early adolescence…
People sitting around looking at books? How does that become cinematic? But this is tougher: a movie about secrets.
Before he was Mickey “the idiot” Smith on *Doctor Who* — though not long before — actor Noel Clarke wrote a script for a movie about how urban London teenagers really live.
An enchanting movie about love and destiny and honor and perseverance and how a shitload of money cannot ever hope to measure up to them…
You’ve never seen a vampire movie like this before — that I can promise you. There hasn’t *been* one like this before.