Goodfellas or Crookfellas, I don't give a fuck. Hype Williams brings it in this strobe-flashing Scorsese tale of NYC's criminal underbelly.
Locate the book on audiovisual storytelling and look up the words mood and atmosphere. I guarantee you that Belly is somewhere to be found within those pages because what's done here is no small feat. If those words aren't to be found, slingshot Hype right in there to define them and then supersonically back out, cash in hand, to…
Leave it to Schrader to find that perfect existential metaphor and then build an entire movie around it — no other filmmaker gives a smaller fuck whether you think that’s pretentious or not, and maybe that is just how you make art. I just keep seeing the image of Travis Bickle floating around in that metal coffin of his.
Another lonely man in a room wielding a pen as his sword and a journal as the carcass onto which he…
Ah yes, a story as old as time, tailor-made to warm many a cold heart this Christmas season: David Niven getting super-cucked by Cary Grant as a literal angel.
Hello, fellow kids. I heard you like feminism and equality and all that stuff. Allow me to serve as parental guidance here and spoonfeed you unnuanced ideas from "An Introduction to Feminist Theory".
Sorry for being facetious, but I'd really much rather watch Lady Bird, Booksmart, Little Women or Girlhood. Maybe even Mean Girls and Clueless - even though they may be a bit dated. They actually manage to show the complexities of feminism rather than seeing the world through the rose-tinted glasses of ideology.
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