I wonder what Nietzsche would say about the throngs who beg musical geniuses to, please, quit while they’re still ahead.
I say The Fly is maybe Cronenberg’s most accomplished straight horror film, but, then again, a dentist just knocked out three of my teeth.
The Fly might be Cronenberg’s most direct horror film ever.
It’s a comic book that acts like most of its own readers probably would if they were thrown into the same situation.
Strictly for people who see French films solely for the promise of seeing Louis Garrel flash his weiner.
As far as late ’70s films about the terrors of NY subways by night go, it’s right up there with Maniac and Dressed to Kill.
Audio Bullys don’t waste energy giving any of their half-baked whims time to develop into songs.
Is it sort of disingenuous to sanction your own tribute album, and then to party-crash it?
Films like Cannibal Holocaust are consumed, even by otherwise jaded gorehounds, as endurance tests. This is their decathlon.
Cinderella has probably destroyed more lives than any other Disney film.
A dream is a wish your heart makes. Apparently, whatever your head wishes is to be stifled and gagged.
Between this anthology and the upcoming Val Lewton box set, your esoteric Halloween movie marathon is already set.
Anyone understandably bothered by the lapsed historical significance of the documentary will appreciate how Stone picks up the flack on his commentary track.
Campion’s film comes up short in never satisfactorily illustrating the importance or character of Frame’s writing.
Undoubtedly careful, tasteful filmmaking. But, then again, Janet Frame’s writing could also be described as careful and tasteful.
Dance producer and pussy hound Armand Van Helden was never one to ride the front end of a trend.
The feature debut of Swiss director Lionel Baier puts a queer twist on the Mulveynian concept of cinema’s “male gaze.”
The occasional stabs at overblown topicality almost seem like their own punchlines.
This “Special Delivery” DVD re-release is mostly a thinly disguised rehash of previously existing material.
Not every lesson is composed of what you want to hear.