Year: 2012

A film so appallingly ridiculous on its face that it should come as no surprise that it survives its journey from madness to sublime entertainment fully intact.

It has a corpse wagon!

While a large part of me mourns the loss of the more “personal” Scorsese from decades past, the transition has done nothing to diminish his storytelling ability…

You know how in boxing they have weight classes, but then also Pound for pound rankings in an attempt to sort out who is the best quality fighter, regardless of size advantages? On a pound for pound basis, I would say The Avengers is quite good

Rain of Crap.

As usual, Kurosawa lets us in gradually, through an examination of pained ritual and bursts of spontaneity that are invariably punished.