I say this with love: My father is a master of rhetoric. He is a master of rhetoric without, by his own admission, ever having mastered anything to do with rhetoric.
If any movie aspires to capture What It All Meant, you can’t get much more assertive than Medium Cool.
How to explain the generous reviews granted to the latest film by Tony Scott, the meister of the overbearing, trashy exploitation action genre?
It’s a shame not to be able to hear such a strong critic week in and week out.