Thank you for giving our precious Pussy a ride home. We love Pussy.
Yes, we do.
Say what you want about Quentin Tarantino, the man knows how to make you walk out of a 2 hour and 40 minute movie with a huge fucking smile on your face. Very Highly Recommended.
Added to: Tarantino Ranked, 2019 Ranked, Best of the Decade
It’s like I’ve been in a dream where I was really invested in the Zack Snyder cut of the Justice League.
Why I Watched: If you'd have told me a year ago that I'd be seeing Barbie on the big screen before Oppenheimer this weekend, I'd have said you're out of your mind. But I have great faith in Greta Gerwig and Noah Baumbach, and there's been absolutely nothing but positive buzz on this for weeks.
How It Went: Whatever…
I know only that we cannot hide from our ghosts. Whether they are real or not, we must make our peace with them.
Why to Watch: Director Kenneth Branagh's third foray into the world of Agatha Christie's Hercule Poirot mysteries takes us to lovely Venice to confront another case of murder most foul.
How It Went: The first two of Branagh's Christie adaptations were characterized by two primary elements - a fun script and an absolutely eye-popping cast. Pfeiffer, Colman,…
When I make mistakes, they tend to be big ones.
Why to Watch: Indie icon Hal Hartley's films are often tough to find on streaming. But his entire filmography is available right now on Criterion Channel.
How It Went: Another of Hartley's forays into genre that focuses purely on aesthetics and tropes while flat-out disregarding whether the plot makes even a lick of sense. This espionage thriller might have something to do with corporate blackmail. But it's the nymphomaniac ex-nun…
We're in love. We just want to be together. What's wrong with that?
This movie is like pushing a magic reset button on how it feels to be young, in love, and part of something real for the first time in your life. Sam and Suzy are all of us, fighting against seemingly the whole rest of the world to find our own happiness. As a matter of course for any Wes Anderson film, the production design is absolutely mesmerizing…
There is a silence where hath been no sound / There is a silence where no sound may be / In the cold grave, under the deep deep sea.
A woman wrote and directed this film, so I guess any problems I have with the concept of a woman prostituting herself for a piano and then falling in love with the man who purchased her for that price are due to my own ignorance. But, regardless... Eww. I have no…
