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.
There are a lot of different ways storytellers resolve their plot lines. Specifically with limited series or movies, the writer or director implements an underlying theme throughout that is meant to leave a certain impression on the viewer. Full-fledged television… Continue Reading →