film criticism by maryann johanson | since 1997
An electrifying style lights up this geek adventure of the intersections between science, culture, and capitalism in the 19th-century battle to power our world. Cumberbatch and Shannon are brilliant.
On this day in 1997, I launched Flick Filosopher. Not many movie sites that were online in 1997 are still around. But me, like a fool? Still here.
Enjoy the rage.
A rote crime action thriller — very car chase! such gunshots! — that drains its protagonist of much of the raw power that has made her so fascinating in the past.
Due to overwhelming lack of interest from readers, I will not be reviewing this movie.
The story of my life.
The relationship between the studios and critics has always been a contentious one, for obvious reasons, but what might have been previously called a cold war has hotted up this year…
We’ve literally just seen this, in 2015’s Unfriended. Tedious wannabe scarefest misses the true horrors of Facebook and cultivates a personality-free blandness.
And apparently I’m one of the critics keeping the flame.
