There’s a sort of unwritten rule in comedy: don’t be longer than 90-minutes.
Otaku is a dirty word.
This week’s episode is a tad bittersweet, as we get onto the topic of independent cinema and how it is being covered less and less in mainstream publications.
Fan-subbers tend to torrent their wares, causing anime companies to now attack P2P networks.
Well, The Wire is over and Omar will never get another pack of Newports—wait, spoilers?
No surprise to anyone, Sonatine was a commercial failure.
We delve into old-school versus modern films, notably Jinsei Gekojo (A Tale of Two Yakuza) against Battles Without Honor and Humanity.
We begin the podcast by praising the late, great Roy Scheider.
Guinea Pig is minimal budget filmmaking with incredible effects.
The original title for this episode was “My Black Eye,” due to the massive shiner I gave myself after faceplanting onto my bookshelf.
The idea for this podcast was hatched after Vadim, John, and Keith Uhlich met at a screening of There Will Be Blood.
You may wonder where this column has been if you’re one of the poor souls who dares read it—or if you’re my mother. Hi mom!
Untraceable is like Firewall, except with more shower scenes that feature Diane Lane and no iPods being used to hack mainframes.
For some reason, terms like “outlaw director” are the buzz-du-jour when it comes to Japanese directors.
Neon Genesis Evangelion exists as a way to tell you it is okay to be watching anime.
Flakes could have been dropped anywhere with a recognizable skyline.