Monthly Archives: December 2017

Jeff Goldblum shows up and chases Bryce Dallas “The Dull Redhead” Howard and Chris “Wisecracker” Pratt right off the screen in this trailer that gives, well, we’re assuming, the whole movie away. “Fallen Kingdom” opens June 22 and will make … Continue reading →

Dakota Fanning plays our heroine, a San Fran Cinnebon seller whose rigidly scheduled life includes dreaming and typing up spectacular “Star Trek” adventures, which she then wants to enter in a “Script a New ‘Star Trek’” contest. Alice Eve plays … Continue reading →

It takes a while to settle into the the rhythms, the language and languid, lurid Old South melodramatics of “Mudbound,” a Sundance darling turned Netflix “event.” For the better part of an hour, it’s fair to scratch your head over … Continue reading →

David Huggins is a trained artist of the primitivist/impressionist school who has but one subject — himself…and his lifetime of encounters with aliens. He’s particularly concerned with the conjugal visits, meetings that he insists were sexual in nature, and illustrates … Continue reading →

Pixar’s “Coco” gave the Disney division cause to celebrate again today, after a week of John Lasseter sexual harassment bad news. Not only is it a big (not huge, just big) box office hit. But the stage has been set … Continue reading →

Our heroes figure the central fact of their lives out long after we, the audience, do. Their epiphany comes at the tail end of a 27 minute prologue, that part of the film that unfolds before the title “Sundowners” flashes … Continue reading →

OK, so I’m a little late getting to this one. VERY late then, sure. But I meant to see it when it had a short run at the regional art cinema. Just never got around to it. So that counts, … Continue reading →

Everybody has a dog story in the heist-gone-wrong thriller, “Bullet Head.” Even the dog. And these stories are told, mostly in smartly-handled, rhapsodic flashbacks, in Paul Solet’s tale of crooks trapped in a warehouse with a bloodied fighting pit bull … Continue reading →

If you’ve ever dial-hopped and stumbled across a poet reading her latest haiku, followed by an ancient cylinder recording of a singer from the very early 1900s, chased by an extended bebop jazz jam and rounded-off by by a live … Continue reading →