I’m struggling to put it into words, but there’s just something about the tone of The Thin Man that doesn’t quite work for me. I think this is a fun movie; taking the whodunit-detective-idea and delivering it through this rapid banter and enjoyable acting (led by William Powell and Myrna Loy as Mr. and Mrs. Charles). But I never found it very funny. And it probably boils down to the huge subjectivity of comedy, but it did get a bit…

My prime reason to revisit this was for some good old train-action, but to then get served a bonus-sandwich of prison riot in the setup? Hard to say no to that. Other films could’ve focused entirely on the prison-aspect, but in Runaway Train it’s just the introduction to plenty of train-action to get your money’s worth. The trains go fast, slow and even run away, through hot and cold and every possible turn there’s all the goodies you’d want here.…

“We didn’t do anything”
“Then who killed the world?”

From the moment that Mad Max: Fury Road started, I couldn’t stop smiling. I sat through the entire first half of the movie with a giant smile on my face and partially even laughter, but by the end of the movie I had experienced both tears and gotten my mind blown to smithereens. George Miller’s fourth Mad Max movie is an action masterpiece, it packs in a superb soundtrack and so…

“I'm not going to waste my time arguing with a man who's lining up to be a hot lunch”

Yesterday, I saw Jaws for the umptieth time and it struck me that it was not only a perfect movie, but also a perfect viewing.

I don't exactly know why, but to watch Steven Spielberg's breakthrough yesterday was such a perfect fit. The pleasant breeze of the summer have just started to crawl in and the last few days have meant…