PARDON OUR DUST!
Over however many weeks or months it takes, I'm going to be doing a total revamp of my ratings and rankings, year by year. My goal is to finish with a more accurate set of scores that places a greater value on true cinematic excellence. Given how many films I've seen, it's going to take a moment, so please bear with me.
Rewatching it in 2022, the scariest element of Videodrome is the presence of noted Twitter troll James Woods. (All things considered, Woods is excellent in the lead role.) Videodrome is undeniably a great film, but I now find myself more attached to its spiritual successor eXistenZ.
Apparently, in the year 2021, satire isn't allowed to be blunt and impactful anymore. The primary criticisms lobbed at Adam McKay's Don't Look Up are that it is allegedly smug and unsubtle. Well, yeah, that's sort of the point, guys. With what is clearly a passion project, McKay appears to have had no interest in calm restraint. Frankly, why the fuck should he? Using a potentially apocalyptic meteor as a stand-in for global warming and the anti-vax crowd, Don't Look…
Witty and affectionate. A fine entry in the “Tony Hale being bossed around by women named Lucille” cinematic universe.
