"The movie could easily be a sister film to last year’s "The Eyes of My Mother," another horror that failed to wow me. While many of the similarities are superficial, both films are about young women gripped with bloodlust due in part to alienation, and they also build their horror through aesthetics. The comparison also serves to highlight that while this film was lacking for me, there is an art-house horror audience that thrives on these stories and feels compelled…

Birdman was pretty good, some cringe-worthy moments but overall it has some incredible technique and packs a powerful punch. I don't see the strength of the film having very much to do with art or theatre at all, I think it works best as a festering portrait of male impotent rage: The dangerous obsession with the self and how it destroys nearly everyone in its path. This awful symptom of maleness that is more concerned with legacy and influence than…