Bottle Shock (review)
In 1976, an English wine merchant name of Steven Spurrier, who ran a shop in Paris, hit upon the idea of setting up a competition between the wines of France and those of Northern California…
In 1976, an English wine merchant name of Steven Spurrier, who ran a shop in Paris, hit upon the idea of setting up a competition between the wines of France and those of Northern California…
Here’s yet another excellent argument for the legalization of marijuana: it will prevent us seeing more movies like this one.
Yup, those pants are still traveling.
Ill-conceived, poorly written, badly acted, and incompetently directed, this is a disaster from start to finish.
A damned intriguing thriller that asks more questions than it answers and leaves you dazed and upset and also a little inspired.
If you need any more proof that a movie like *Swing Vote* is complete balderdash, with its fantasy about getting couch potatoes out to the polls as the cure-all for what ails America, then here is it.
You almost want to hug ‘Swing Vote,’ too, it’s so cute in how it thinks that it’s not too late for all that, that one-man-one-vote really is something akin to, well, maybe nine innings of baseball on a glorious summer’s day.
Even with bar set low and my unconditional love set high, I cannot freakin’ believe how cruelly ‘Tomb’ rips out my geeky little heart and stomps on it.
A lovely, honest film about the hopes and dreams of young women.
A cheery and friendly look at a little-known subculture…