Monthly Archives: October 2022

The effects are decent, the acting desultory in “Prey for the Devil,” a School for Exorcists thriller that promises more than it delivers. Consider the setting of Robert Zappia’s script, based on a story by Todd R. Jones and Earl … Continue reading →

It’s really saying something when a Frenchman has been to Japan for “an electronic” penis implant, which you can “steer,” switch to “vibrate” and even has a penis-scope function “so you can see…inside,” and it’s not even the daftest thing … Continue reading →

I was utterly charmed by this Bronx Immigrant’s Tale when it first came out, a movie of vignettes, slices of life, people struggling and making sometimes good, sometimes desperate decisions. You might be, too, If you run across it streaming … Continue reading →

The Babys and Bad English front man is captured as he gets back to it after the enforced pandemic layoff. Unusual trailer for this Dec. 6 release. There’s pretty much no music in it to remind folks of who this … Continue reading →

The murders in “Holy Spider,” a Danish thriller about an Iranian serial killer, are some of the most disturbing ever filmed. There’s nothing pretty about strangling someone to death, and no avoiding the pathos in the victim’s eyes as she … Continue reading →

No one named Falwell or Trump, no evangelical “Christian Nationalist,” and no person associated with Liberty University or The Washington Examiner comes off well in “God Forbid,” the new documentary about “The Scandal that Brought Down a Dynasty.” But Tom … Continue reading →

There’s nothing worth getting worked up about over “A Chance Encounter,” so no sense wasting an “infuriatingly dull” or “tentatively tepid” over it. It’s never more than a senseless waste of seldom-filmed Sicilian locations whose view is blocked by the … Continue reading →

It goes down easier if you remember you’re allowed to laugh. Many of the best film noirs have their darkly humorous moments, and scenes and sequences so genre-iconic that a fan will give in to snickers of delight. Director Park … Continue reading →

The doctor is young, without anything resembling a comforting bedside manner. “I’m scared,” the patient says. “I know” is all he’s got for her. But at least he walks her through what he’s doing, step by step. “You will feel … Continue reading →

Martin Newell is a cantankerous British musician, singer, songwriter and poet who never quite got over the Dickensian wardrobe excesses of of the post-glam era in pop. He was in a few bands that never caught on, but he was … Continue reading →