The Boondock Saints II: All Saints Day (review)
Riotously awful and simultaneously vile, this orgy of sexualize violence with no point except to give itself something to jerk off to…
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Law Abiding Citizen (review)
It had me at *kaboom,* this thorny moral conundrum of a film, and then it lost me when it threw out all the tricksy pointedness in favor of thoughtless, counterproductive badassery.
The Informant! (review)
Danged if the flick don’t feel like the Coen Brothers, if it ain’t redolent with the wonderfully odd tang of farce and feeling that they invariably bring to, at least, their lighter films.
Whiteout (review)
What’s a nice U.S. marshal like Carrie Stetko doing in a place like Antarctica? Freezing her ass off. *cue rimshot*
Surveillance (review)
Jennifer Lynch is, like her famouser filmmaker dad David, totally demented. In a good way.
I Sell the Dead (review)
If it were a 30-minute comic episode of *The Twilight Zone,* this ambitious low-budget flick might not have overstayed its welcome, but dragged out to three times that running time, it cannot help but be more miss than hit.
‘Pushing Daisies’ blogging: “Kerplunk”
Looks like that pie is almost gone…
Life on Mars: Series 1 (U.K. version) (review)
This is a spoiler-free introduction to the original British series, for those who may not be familiar with it. I’ll soon start spoiler-heavy, episode-by-episode discussions of Series 1 for those already deeply into the show.
Public Enemies (review)
I’m wildly intrigued by *Public Enemies* even though I readily concede that character development is all but nonexistent, and that it leaves me more wanting to know who notorious bank robber John Dillinger was than I did before I went into the film.
The Taking of Pelham 123 (review)
I’ve been waiting for a *Die Hard* movie to actually come close to approximating the spectacular cinematic experience that *Die Hard* was more than 20 years back, and this is the first movie to get real close to that.
