A Royal Affair (review)
Socialism as cool and sexy and radical? Is this a fantasy realm? No, it’s 250 years ago.
Socialism as cool and sexy and radical? Is this a fantasy realm? No, it’s 250 years ago.
Trying to figure what is the most offensive thing about this accidental mashup of 70s Woody Allen and Sex and the City…
Gets that we have a relationship with games that exists beyond the point at which play in any given game stops, that we have a relationship with gaming.
Sitcomish antics and stereotypes aside, this is a frank and funny look at women’s friendships and women’s sexuality…
It’s the usual assemblage of grossout horrors provided for your alleged amusement. The freshly upsetting thing here is that this is a Nickelodeon production: you know, the cable network for kids…
This is sheer manic animated anarchy, endlessly frenzied and funny; tickles and surprises both visually and intellectually…

Insanely grand… My god, I love this movie. It’s every movie. It’s the ultimate movie.
Two separate tales of FDR that are certainly worthy of in-depth explorations on their own are mashed together in a way that is ridiculous and which gives both of them a short shift that neither deserves.
Ruby may be the most odious Manic Pixie Dream Girl ever, because she is a not-real woman, so we cannot even console ourselves with the notion that she has her own independent existence apart from Calvin.

Delightful and powerfully satisfying, an arthouse crowd-pleaser about a charmingly irrepressible protagonist… (new DVD/VOD UK)