At its best, Matt Yoka’s documentary vividly captures how personal demons shape creative output.
Is it possible that The Sopranos judges itself as harshly as the harshest critics judge The Sopranos?
The film’s glass-spangled erection burns with an uncontrollable lust for spectacle.
Irwin Allen’s crowning achievement, and a shrine to all the bullshit behind Hollywood’s blockbuster franchises.