“The fathers shall not be put to death for the children, neither shall the children be put to death for the fathers: every man shall be put to death for his own sin.”

The devil rollicks and hurrahs in delight at the bleak turn of modern day moralities and judgement. Gone are the days of justice and buried are the times of righteousness. This is 21st Century and The Killing of a Sacred Deer is Yorgos Lanthimos’s audacious take tailor…

I remember Youtubing the shit out of Suicide Squad trailer when it took the internet by storm. It brought 70's Rock back in my playlist and groove in my steps. I started counting days to its release, wondering whether this would be the definite pulp anti-hero superflick we all were waiting for! And then, it all collapsed!

I am Jack's smirking anger. The ludicrous introductions stumbled shakily to a middle that was absolutely all over the place. I still kept…

"She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain."

Such warmth. Such affection. And such splendid uniqueness. It's as if our eternal sun has engulfed the artificiality of society and all that remains is bright light of healing. It's as if we have reshaped our language back to its primal senses, shunning away the euphemisms so that our feelings are no longer merely…