This gauzily astringent film recoils from the surfeit of technique, and pleasure takes a holiday.
Turns out that not only was the film lost, but, likewise, Earth, Wind & Fire’s participation in the film itself is MIA.
Earth, Wind & Fire fans may now have the missing film, but the band is still nowhere to be found.
Joe May’s little-noir-that-couldn’t \keeps its bobbed-head firmly to the ground where its most famous contemporaries scale isosceles-triangular angles.
May’s tale of forbidden self-abnegation asks whose ass is really at fault?
To swipe a lame pun from a Tales from the Crypt comic, Koko is sure the gorilla of my dreams.
From now on, I’ll give pause to the fact that the gorilla at St. Paul’s Como Zoo used to flip off passersby before throwing shit at them.
The Omen’s Sunday-school parable of gothic Cathsploitation comes twice as thick and thrice as pious.
This bloated package proves that the number of the beast for some collector’s editions is two discs.
Western Dream is the sound of a borrowed credit card being swiped in a mall Hollister.
The original Valley of the Dolls was a Bentley. Meyer and Ebert’s Beyond is a Rolls.
As his overactive jump cuts prove, Russ Meyer directs films as though he’s perpetually on the cusp of a fantastic orgasm.
Pink elephants are on parade in Dumbo, Walt Disney’s most sanguine film by an ear.
This is the perfect Disney film for every definition of family.
More evidence proving that the Swedish film industry had been chiseling away civilized man’s chastity belt long before I Am Curious (Yellow).
Mauritz Stiller’s film is almost too flamboyantly embossed with the miasma of cheeky hedonism.
You’ve gotta give Paramount credit for resisting the urge to call it the “No Wire Hangers Ever! Edition.”
It fuses formal schizophrenia with the cruelly episodic structure and fetishized period details of Hollywood biopics.
Stryker’s allegiance holds novelty above awareness-raising, but maybe the former is meant to feed the latter.
One of Stryker’s quirky charms is how Noam Gonick places his icy gang machinations against a paradoxical landscape.