Gone with the Wind: just these four words can easily conjure up images of beautiful women in splendiferous gowns, dashing heroes and radiant fires, burning against the backdrop of major change. The textbook definition of epic, in every sense of the word. Maybe, also, the textbook definition of Caucasian-loved white supremacist propagandas, but, whatever.

Whilst its glaring problematicism (in the form of its unbearably offensive, outdated racial stereotypes, plus its very casual adoration of marital rape, as something to adhere…

I haven't had such an autogenous reaction to a film in the cinema since like, ever. It's hard to describe without diving into hyperbole but seriously, believe the hype. Obviously, this has all been done and seen before (I, for one, am never bothered by remakes; fresh eyes and interpretations of classic stories can only a good thing for bolstering not just creativity, but the popularity of its predecessor/s), but rarely with such captivatingly palpable charm and beguilement.

The soundtrack…

I adore the medium of film. The fact that anything can happen, in any place, any time period, excites me in a way nothing else can. Of course, there's the stinkers of the movie world, but for every unfortunate event playing out on screen, there's two or three prodigious ones. However, the film world may be dandy and fresh, but there's one thing that has always got on my nerves.

Whenever a child star portrays a lead character in a…

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This is the greatest film I've ever seen. Singin' in the Rain may be insurmountably good, but even with its great musical numbers and the unbeatable Jean Hagen, it still hasn't left a mark on me like Birdman or (The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance) has. Almost an hour after seeing it, I'm still respiring for air, thanks to its exhilarating nature,…