The two worst things Hollywood ever did:
1.) Not given Morris Day his own movie.
2.) Giving Prince creative control on a movie.
The first thing is a travesty in itself, but letting a movie get made that's written and directed by Prince should've never happened. What made Purple Rain so great is that as much of a vanity project that film is, it's still contained for a Prince project because Prince had very little to no creative involvement. He…
5 stars for Leon's performance as David Ruffin alone.
It's a great biopic on it's own filled with so many great, memorable, emotional moments (as long as you're willing to dedicate over 3 hrs to it), but as Ruffin, Leon steals the show. Literally; in every sense of the word.
It's everything you want in a compelling character played by a capable actor. He's cruel. He's charming. He's funny. He's tragic. He's pathetic. You hate him. You love him. He's…
You ever watch a film and got the impression that it desperately tried to emulate (or imitate) something that it isn't?
I got that feeling while watching The Driftless Area.
I felt like I was watching a film that tried to be a little Twin Peaks-esque (back when it was weird, but still grounded in reality), but lacked the personality to be anything close to that style or entertaining for that matter. In fact, this film felt devoid of personality.…
The only way to watch these movies is with a group of friends. What may come off as obscene/tedious/childish to someone watching alone automatically becomes loads of fun with an audience.
Any possible criticism aside, I really want to be a director like Tom Six if only for the fact this film shows he does not give a shit. He doesn't give a shit about how you feel about him or his films so he is going to present himself…
Prince died today. Today is cancelled.
If you need me, I'll be watching this movie and playing his Greatest Hits album for the rest of the day.
He was my favorite musical artist.
He was an enigmatic persona if I ever saw one.
He was Prince. What else is there to say?
RIP. Rest in Purple.
I've ragged on Gus Van Sant over the years as much as anyone else who saw his Psycho remake, Paranoid Park, and Restless, but I never realized that he was capable of such a dreamlike, jaw dropping imagery like that of My Own Private Idaho. More of this please, Gus Van Sant. More of this, please
River Phoenix was an incredible actor and this film showcases the very best he was able to offer in his unfortunately brief life and…
A classic image of perfect suburban life is shattered by a random act of violence. A young man so closely attached and familiar with that suburban lifestyle is fascinated--like an obsessive, yet innocent perversion--and desperately wants to understand what that dangerous, violent shade of life is like, but he can never know unless he confronts that lifestyle head on. When he finally does, he isn't ready. He could never be ready for the venomous, ugly scenes that lie beyond a white picket fence.
There's also a bunch of awkward sex, Dennis Hopper high out of his mind, and a chicken walk. This movie's fucking weird.
My relationship with director Ingmar Bergman has been an interesting one so far.
Wild Strawberries was visual poetry in motion. Scenes from a Marriage was a simpler, but even more effective and emotionally draining masterpiece. And now, I've seen Persona, which is a whole different beast altogether.
Three distinctively different films. None of which showcase one specific style of the director. The fact that he can transition to making such different types of films is what impresses me the most…
To repeat an old cliche, silence is golden.
When The Artist first came out and swept the Oscars a few years back, I loved it. I was sure that it wasn't going to hold up on a rewatch but to my surprise, it was just as great as I remember it.
Going into this rewatch, I hoped to at least like this, but I expected nothing but a "cute" film. And for a long time early on, it was nothing…