
Tracks review: hopefully lost
Romantic in the grandest sense, a visceral and hypnotic experience of idealistic aspirations set against the desolate beauty and danger of the Outback.

Romantic in the grandest sense, a visceral and hypnotic experience of idealistic aspirations set against the desolate beauty and danger of the Outback.

A painfully funny odyssey of personal ineffectualness that is bitterly wonderful in how it revels in the decrepit horror of the everyday world.

I’m hyperventilating from the array of overwhelming movie awesomeness before me.
Too white, too thin, too interchangeable: the traditional cover featuring young talent on the rise always comes under massive scrutiny, and the ritual is now in full swing…
So happy that The Artist is Best Film for us…
Yesterday’s QOTD was about a feminist net positive: the most kickass female action character of 2011. Today, we go the other way…
Crams the “quirky” back into the please-god-kill-me-and-save-me-from-yet-another-ridiculous-teen-romance.
The bit of Bronte fever happening in the U.K. at the moment really isn’t anything new…
Funny and smart and poignant and real and universal. It’s one of the best movies about family I’ve ever seen…
We should thank Tim Burton for his *Alice in Wonderland,* for it does one thing extraordinarily well: It reminds us that James Cameron really did achieve something new and astonishing with *Avatar.*