Geoffrey Rush is bloody great (kind of surprised he won the Oscar though considering he's only in the film for about fifty minutes). Noah Taylor, also great. But I'm not sure I quite buy into the extreme adulation of Shine. I don't think much of the film's look. It's mostly mechanical but then throws in awkwardly overstylised moments. Helfgott's story is fascinating, sad, and uplifting—but its presentation sometimes feels a little too saccharine and manipulative. It got me in the…

It's hard to believe that this Ross Lynch is the same Ross Lynch who so brilliantly captures Dahmer's hunched, blank-faced, drunken aura. Lynch spends most of the film expressionless yet he conveys so much through so little. The smallest smile. An awkwardly delivered line. He's perfect. His Dahmer is as sympathetic as he is terrifying. The film outside of Lynch is also solid and subtle (it helps that the source material—Backderf's fantastic graphic novel—is excellent). This is not a gruesome…

The Boxer's Omen is pure madness on celluloid! I can't thank Chris Purdie enough for recommending this to me. This is everything I could ever want in a film. Here is a paragraph of some things you'll see in The Boxer's Omen because my brain can't construct proper sentences at the moment...

Violent kickboxing. Bolo Yeung's disproportioned body. Buddhist monks fighting demons. Spiders (that make the spiders from The Beyond look awesome) drinking liquid poison from tiny straws. Conversations with…