It’s A Circus Of Pimpage!

That's right. It's time to pimp some folks. And no, I don't mean, "Peddle their fishnet booties on street corners and strut around crackin' ho's with my death's head cane," I mean, "Hey, look. Awesome shit. Let me parade it before your eyes so that you may ogle the shiny goodness." Shall we begin? Yes. Yes, we shall.

Scott Pilgrim Versus Himself

Further, it's easy to see that this is very much a film about growing up. My feelings are, each generation is successfully flimsier than the last, like a document run through the copier so many times that the original has lost all meaning. This is in many ways not a film for the generation that has come since mine: in fact, I'd say it's a volley across the bow of my generation.

The Last Airbender: My Review

Last night we did something that we said we'd never do again: we hit the bricks and headed to a midnight showing of The Last Airbender. Now, I'm a huge fan of the series and further, have in the past really appreciated Shyamalan for what he does. He had me up until The Village, then promptly threw all that good will away with all the other dumpster babies soon as he dropped the steaming cinematic turd-party that was Lady In The Water. Or The Happening.

Why Did I Wait So Long To Watch The Wire, Again?

Bold statement: The Wire is the best television show I've ever seen, start-to-finish. That last phrase is key. Start-to-finish. Some shows may have had better seasons here and there, and certainly a few really whopper holy-shit bomb-go-off episodes, but as a package? As a show that begins properly and gets a proper end? It's The Wire. It's The Wire by a country fucking mile. You feel me?

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