Dear AMPAS: It’s not too late to walk back your inexcusable decision to banish this and other technical categories to commercial breaks.
The first wave of guilds—directors, producers, and actors—all supplicated down on their knees for The King’s Speech.
Part of the reason I’m drunk on Black Sawn while still struggling to identify its taste has something to do with the film’s hallucination-filled narrative.
The Fountain is a gusher of poetic imagery, extravagant yet controlled.