It’s rather like watching zee Frenchman kick zee puppy poodle for an hour and a half.
“It’s time to put on make-up. It’s time to dress up right.” Sing it to me, Dom baby, sing it!
Boy, that preview for Beefcake sure shows up on a lot of these Strand discs.
Jacques Nolot’s film is an almost nonchalant ethnography of the inner workings of a gay cruising haunt.
This collector’s edition appears to be basically a replay of the earlier Superbit release.
Chrisopher Lee’s performance pushes the film into the territory of horror classic.
Playing a bit like Hammer’s greatest hits, the film attempts to meld historical pageantry, occult shadings, and a liberal dose of third-act terror and gore.
Regardless of whether he was playing a sinner or a saint, the deep throat of Christopher Lee made the battle between good and evil never sexier.
Disney was and is a studio with an impenetrably inflated sense of quality control.
Did we mention that Carol Channing’s performance in Irwin Allen miniseries Through the Looking Glass is one of the greatest performances ever caught on film?
Hobbits, fish, horses, Asians, pirates and civil wars. This year, the Academy threatens to get all political and metaphorical on our asses.
It’s basically a rule that any album nominated for Album of the Year will most certainly win in its respective genre-specific category.
The film is rife with the the miraculously unforced moments of enchantment one has always come to expect from the Archers.
Powell transforms the melodrama of his own scenario into an epic death knell for a forgotten island civilization.
On the album, Prince pushes the question of mortality straight into an apocalyptic realm.
Throughout, you can practically smell the year-old hotdish.
Mostly just a set up to a misogynistic reverse Black Widow joke. Mostly.
For cinephiles, the career of Preminger is their oyster. Bonjour Tristesse is the pearl.
Among favorite cinephile pet auteurs, no one’s reputation has had a rougher ride than that of Otto Preminger.
Finally, the legion of yowling Ben Stiller Show fans can swallow this DVD and shut their stinking traps.