We discuss Vadim wanting to watch Toys as a six-year-old, the incompetence of Mark L. Lester, and more.
We discuss filmmaking as a job, The Dark Night, appreciating bad blockbusters that feel, and more.
The summer keeps going as we talk shop with Robert Greene and his new documentary Fake It So Real.
Our first of order of business—can you find the moment where I flubbed the original recording and had to do a hard audio edit?
We’re back with episode 3, and are joined at Grassroots Tavern by Alex Ross Perry.
This is the sixth (!) season premiere of our glorious little time at my beloved bar that we’re all very sure you’re excited about.
This episode was recorded a scant two weeks ago, way back when the Claire Denis retro was winding down at IFC Center.
We come to you live this time not from the hollow hall of Grassroots Tavern but downtown Washington, DC.
Summer is officially over and all the kids are going back to school.
Our third International podcast is here!
This was recorded prior to the end of the World Cup (go #NE…oh wait) so excuse us.
So to help us fight lame, we’ve got Grady Hendrix, he of the multi-headed New York Asian Film Festival hydra.
Lichman and Rizov “Live” at Grassroots Tavern: Season 4, Episode 2, “We Are All Sex Symbols Here”
Hello Tribeca! Welcome to our season finale!
Lichman & Rizov “Live” at Grassroots Tavern: Season 4, Episode 1, “They Fuck Babies on the 4 Train, Don’t They?”
Now then, listen. It’s a bit of a long one, so we even have a special intermission break for you.
When we started recording these, they were a joke.
This was the last podcast we did before engaging in a bit of a recording hiatus before our upcoming Oscar Pre-Podcast.
We’re back again after our New Year’s Pubcast/Boys’ Party with a special ode to a newly reborn film festival.
We know you all wait with bated breath for the next time that we gather in bars and shout indiscriminate things at each other.
Dark discussions aside, we once again prove that you can charm your way onto the podcast by offering us work or calling us respectable.
Flim critics are a dying breed, since they’re either stuck online, being laid off from print publications or going off to Grad School.