W.C. Fields’s characters are as much rubes as they are dreamers.
Any film festival dedicated exclusively to the treasures, glories, and the occasional folly of the past is likely to be visited by ghosts.
The sequel to Steve Gordon’s Arthur wears its intentions on its sleeve.
Life might very well lack purpose, and it might very well be a struggle, but that doesn’t mean you have to be an asshole about it.
The restored Abraham Lincoln is impressive, and everyone should have a copy of Way Down East.
A respectable second set, though Never Give a Sucker An Even Break is the only one you really need to own.
Durgnat’s core strength was his refusal to be seduced by intellectual fashion.
Five fine Mae West films thrown together in a shoddy white plastic package.