Author Archives: Roger Moore

“Train to Busan,” the best zombie movie in years, hurled us into a human-caused Korean pandemic and taught us to never ever get too attached to any would-be survivor for long. It had gut-punching pathos blended in with the endless … Continue reading →

“The Fantastiks” hung around American life for decades, lingering like The Ringling Brothers, Barnum & Bailey Circus. You knew it was there, and it seemed it always has been and always would be — even if you never got around … Continue reading →

“Lingua Franca” is a subtle and sensual story of two very different people struggling with secrets, trying to find common ground or even a common language to talk about what’s happening to them and between them. Filipina-American writer-director Isabel Sandoval … Continue reading →

Ever heard of Keep Shelly in Athens? Keep Shelly in Athens09? Me either. But she/they know the most chilling classic rock song of them all. They do. “Halloween,” “The Stand,” “Scream,” “Zombieland,” “Bill & Ted’s Bogus Journey,” too many TV … Continue reading →

This Sept. 18 release looks like a genuine contender, just from its cast — Oscar winners, past and future, a touching topic.

One moment of dialogue in “Cut Throat City,” the latest thriller from the rapper-turned-director RZA pops out as “improvised” or “added by the director on the set.” It’s a mockery of that “over the top Tarantino s—,” with the punchline … Continue reading →

Disney turns its digital animators loose on a serious subject and a “true story,” albeit one in which the animals talk, with “The One and Only Ivan.” It’s about animals, and a silverback gorilla with the title role, living in … Continue reading →

If you’ve caught “Creem: America’s Only Rock’n Roll Magazine,” you might want to check out “Ticket to Write,” which beat that documentary into festivals about four years ago and covers a lot of the same ground. “Ticket to Write: The … Continue reading →

If this hasn’t happened to you, you must be taking the train or the bus to work. A bit of discourteous driving, a honk on the horn in complaint, and the next thing you know, some raving my-life’s-not-my-fault rageaholic is … Continue reading →

For everybody who thought “Connie & Carla” was too upbeat, there’s “Stage Mother,” a drab showcase for the great Jacki Weaver to sing and mother over an unhappy drove of San Fran drag queens. It opens with an overdose and … Continue reading →