Delgo (review)
It’s a good thing I just bought the *Wall-E* DVD, because I’m gonna need to watch it at least a dozen times to scrub the horrors of *Delgo* out of my brain.
reviews by year
Nothing Like the Holidays (review)
Surely the concept of ‘family’ is one of the laziest bits of shorthand Hollywood films use as a shortcut for bypassing all the necessary drama that should otherwise be transporting a character from Point A to Point B over the course of a well-told story.
A Girl Cut in Two (review)
It’s billed as a ‘Hitchcockian thriller,’ but frankly I see nothing either Hitchcockian nor thrilling this same-old Gallic tale…
Milk (review)
It opens with archival footage of police raids on gay bars, grainy black-and-white stuff that’s like a grim glimpse into a distant dreadful past, like the 1950s and 60s were another planet, and you think, Geez, people really worried *that much* about who was sleeping with whom?
Slumdog Millionaire (review)
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…
YPF (review)
If this is meant to be representative of ‘modern relationships,’ count me out.
Four Christmases (review)
Brad and Kate are perfectly, deliriously happy with their unmarried, child-free existence, so naturally this cannot be allowed to stand.
Australia (review)
If director Baz Luhrmann had decided to shoot in black-and-white, you’d hardly be able to tell this wasn’t made around 1939 or so. Sure, all those gorgeous helicopter shots of the wild and dangerous and beautiful Outback would be a dead giveaway, so they’d have to go. But otherwise…
Synecdoche, New York (review)
It was Charlie Kaufman, at the multiplex, with a mindfrak.
Flow: For Love of Water (review)
Like much of what we see in the documentary genre these days, Irena Salina’s messily impassioned exposé of the world water crisis will, by dint of its arthouse release trajectory, bypass those not already in the know…
