question of the day: Why is 1990s nostalgia being ignored by filmmakers?
I think it’s especially mysterious when we think back on how optimistic the 90s were in a many ways, certainly compared to the despair of today.
American Graffiti
Take Me Home Tonight (review)
Hey, I love Duran Duran, too, but 80s nostalgia as a thing is so ten years ago… just about the time that the 33-year-old Topher Grace would have been the right age to play the just-out-of-college, I-dunno-what-to-do-with-myself whiner he plays here…
Superbad (review)
This is why Hollywood mostly sucks: Corporate movies are getting made from scripts written by 13-year-olds who went on to drop out of high school.
American Graffiti (review)
Made on the cheap, *American Graffiti* has a timeless power that speaks to everyone who was ever a teenager.
