If a thing is worth doing, it’s worth doing badly.
—G. K. Chesterton

Favorite films

  • Out of Sight
  • Sunset Boulevard
  • The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford
  • Hoop Dreams

Recent activity

  • The Rider


  • Laurel Canyon


  • Jungle Cruise


  • The Truffle Hunters


Recent reviews

  • The Rider

    The Rider


    “Ride through the pain.”

    This film has a heart-wrenching scene in which a horse is put down, but in the depressing power rankings I’m gonna put it second behind watching cowboys play video slots.

    Films that feature nonactors can easily go sideways. Seemingly, the key to unlocking a good performance from a novice is to ask them to be themselves, to inhabit a world in which they’re already familiar. That’s certainly the case here, all of the characters, including lead…

  • Laurel Canyon

    Laurel Canyon


    Altman-light with no edge. West Coast Woody Allen with no wit. Beautiful, rich people, all insufferable. Plenty of noodling, guitar and otherwise. Bale is at his most amusing when he’s acting like a person. This is a movie and I watched it.

Popular reviews

  • Nomadland



    “What’s remembered, lives.”

    There’s a lot being placed on Nomadland. If it’s not the defining film of this era of American life, then it’s an irresponsible bit of class tourism. If it’s not the ultimate rebuke of the gig economy, then it’s way too soft on omnipresent monoliths like Amazon. If it’s not a wrenching depiction of the unseen victims of capitalism, then it’s a pseudo-profound, sanitized portrayal of homelessness, designed for privileged white people to watch and then feel…

  • Arrival



    Oh, I’m sorry, Arrival, you give me everything I want from a sci-fi drama, but alI I have to give in return are these five stars. 

    This has really elevated for me with each repeat viewing. This time, I felt it brushing up against those deep, ancient truths that the best kinds of science fiction can probe. Truths that extend just beyond my reach but whose profundity is nevertheless felt, like the phantom pressure experienced in the liminal space between…