I am warning you before you read another sentence, I have drafted articles about Star Wars: The Last Jedi. All of them end up riddled with spoilers. This one is no different. You’ve been warned.
I watched the opening credits to Woodshock with high hopes, thinking that maybe the Mulleavy sisters of Rodarte would find as much success infusing their artistic sensibilities in a film as Tom Ford found in A Single Man and Nocturnal Animals. If they… Continue Reading →
Watching The Bad Batch, I wondered to myself, “Someone funded this film who must have been friends with Jim Carrey, Jason Momoa, Keanu Reeves and Giovanni Ribisi. They must have gone up to the guys and said something like, “Hey, did you… Continue Reading →
Last weekend I sat down with James Christopher to ask him a few questions about his film festival, the Austin Revolution Film Festival. I was put in contact with him through my pals over at Gothic Films, an independent film… Continue Reading →
I knew Jack Bauer, and you, sir, are no Jack Bauer.