retro trailer: ‘The Village of the Damned’
Ah, it was the beginning of the subgenre of horror movies about demonic children that would enjoy a solid run in the 1960s and 70…
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cinematic roots of: ‘Scott Pilgrim vs. the World’
In *Scott Pilgrim vs. the World,* Michael Cera is forced to battle, videogame style, his new girlfriend’s (Mary Elizabeth Winstead) ex-boyfriends in order to win her hand. This flick sprang from (among other films)…
Grown Ups (review)
Is it too overblown to suggest that what passes for the modern American mainstream comedy has finally descended into the downright sociopathic?
question of the day: The 80s are back, with a vengeance: should we be afraid?
The weekend box office estimates are in, and the final numbers — which we’ll get later today — can’t possibly change enough to alter the apparent fact that The Karate Kid, estimated to have earned $56 million, kicked the ass of The A-Team, estimated to have earned $26 million. But that still means that retreads … more…
Oscar after party
My luck at predicting the Oscar may not have been so hot this year — though I’m not sure it ever is — but I did get one thing sorta right. I said over at Film.com on Friday that if there was going to be an upset this year, it would be in the Best … more…
Zack and Miri Make a Porno (review)
Porn: I’m so not a fan of it. For the same reasons I’m so not a fan of most slasher/torture horror movies. Cuz it’s all about body parts, not about people. But *Zack and Miri Make a Porno* is not about body parts: it’s about people.
Choke (review)
Ya wants originality at The Movies, here ya go…
Where in the World Is Osama Bin Laden? (review)
Here’s the thing: If the mainstream media isn’t gonna do its job in speaking truth to power, someone else is gonna do it. And yeah, it might be that guy who ate nothing but McDonald’s for a month.
Robot Chicken: Star Wars (review)
It’s madness. Madness, I tell you!
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory movie review: think of the children!
How did a cautionary tale about obnoxious little kids and a celebration of nonconformity turn into a cautionary tale about the psychosis of reclusive oddballism and a celebration of obnoxious kids?
