trailer break: ‘Vampires Suck’
Ah, it must be August…
Three Stooges
Dinner for Schmucks (review)
It’s not so much *Dinner for Schmucks* as it is *Waiting for Dinner for Schmucks.* You know, like *Waiting for Godot,* only in reverse. Because the schmucks start showing up right as the damn movie starts, and they never go away.
Death at a Funeral (review)
Assumes that the viewer is a complete and utter fucking moron…
The Spy Next Door (review)
One wonders what sins Jackie Chan could have committed in a single lifetime to warrant having an abomination like this pathetic excuse for a movie weighing down his karma.
May 29: DVD alternatives to this weekend’s multiplex offerings
Up, Disney, Pixar, Around the World in 80 Days, Oscars, David Niven, Discovery Channel, National Geographic Channel, Boy and His Dog, Don Johnson, Drag Me to Hell, Sam Raimi, Evil Dead II, Three Stooges, Chuck Jones, Bruce Campbell, Bill and Ted’s Bogus Journey, What Goes Up, Steve Coogan, Wonder Boys, Michael Douglas, Breakfast Club, Brothers Bloom, Adrien Brody, Mark Ruffalo, Rachel Weisz, Dirty Rotten Scoundrels, Michael Caine, Steve Martin, Glenne Headly, French Riviera
Drag Me to Hell movie review: not your conventional horror movie
I’ve been a fan of Raimi’s forever, since long before he shot to fame with his big-budget *Spider-Man* flicks….
dream cast: (not so) hypothetical ‘Three Stooges’ movie
It’s Thursday, and that means it’s time to remake an 80s classic TV show or movie with an all-new cast. This week we’re stretching the timeline a bit to feature The Three Stooges, the mid-20th-century vaudeville act whose short films ensured their spot in the pop culture hall of fame as the poster boys for … more…
The Last House on the Left (review)
Actually worse than all the other horror flicks of recent vintage that assume that the audience is a vicarious sexual sadist.
Open Season (review)
Surprise! This is as fresh, as clever, as lively, as huggable, as satisfying as animated movies get.
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?
