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The Omega Man is, in general, the most inexplicably PG-rated film I've seen - even being released back when a "PG" was a like today's "PG-13", it's still got nudity, shotgun blasts to the chest, and evil hippie cultist zombies running around on fire.  How it's not an R I have no idea.

Second time in a few days The Rundown has been mentioned round these boards, and just thought I'd throw in my assent: the movie is about the definition of disposable Saturday afternoon matinee fun, and ought to live forever for how good it is for being just that.

I should mention this somewhere: Peter Jackson's movies - and this one in particular - I re-watch when I need to remember why I like movies in the first place. Just so creative, entertaining, and ridiculously funny. I've never seen it in a theater, but I have had the good fortune to introduce it to folk who have never

I'd disagree with that. There's a visceral, disgusting grittiness to his creatures, playfulness in tone, schizophrenic/dichotomized characterizations, and love of the fast-zoom to extreme close-up - to name a few things -  that Jackson took from his small movies to his big budget films. For directors whose epics loose

I don't know - one of my favorite film experiences from high school was hearing about this movie's reputation long before I was able to see it, and then, after much patience, watching as it fulfilled every bit of its reputation and then some.

That sort of material grittiness - even with something as CGI-heavy as LOTR - is one of my favorite things about Jackson as a director, especially how closely it is tied to his sense of humor. One thing that struck me while reading your comment though, good professor, is how sterile The Lovely Bones is by contrast. It

Props for the Dunbar mention. I think these criticisms could fall under a broader heading that while Williams' character purports to inspire students in an innovative fashion, his tastes and knowledge seem vacuum-sealed. Ebert wrote a negative review of the movie that criticized it for completely ignoring the rising

Add to the same pantheon of cinematic teachers who appeal to teenagers, yet when you watch the same movie as an adult, feel like the powers that be are perfectly justified in firing them: Drew Barrymore in Donnie Darko, Jack Black in School of Rock.

You're right, though the confusion is grammatical, and my bad - that should have read 'rather than'. And the side crap was certainly my favorite part of VIII - that card game was addictive.

Trying to gauge the quality of these games is utterly inseparable form nostalgia, how old we were when we were playing, and what technology was like back then. This is true for a lot of books/movies/games/whathaveyou, but there are a lot of elements with the Final Fantasy series (graphics, plot, gameplay) that have

That was always my biggest beef with Indy 4. The physical nature of the stuntwork was central to the visceral appeal of the first three movies, and while there was some green screen work, its cheesiness was conspicuous and endearing. If Crystal Skull had a living, breathing gopher and used practical effects for the

Lucas has a lot of ideas and just can't tell the good ones from his bad ones. The best results are achieved when he has people around him (ie, Kirshner) willing to do some sifting.

Trainspotting is a good counterpoint to Shame (or at least Shame's trailer - I haven't seen the movie yet) in how it relates to its audience in other ways, too. Trainspotting shows the horrors of addiction, but its characters are often gleefully indulgent, being constantly pulled back into the cycle by a variety of

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The movie is rather expressionistic and existentialistic, in
that the plodding, convoluted, arbitrary nature of the game and desolate visual
wasteland are meant as analogues to the frustration of existence. I think, more or less, that's all there
is to understanding the "game." While I can’t identify with the film’s

It's worth it - this could be the most cohesive post on the thread. Thanks, sacrelicious. But since it's five pages in, it will likely fall into obscurity…

Judging from the review, I'm not sure if there's that big of difference between the two movies, either, at least structurally. Far from being a "simple story told in an ambitious way," I recall the first movie as being a notably convoluted affair that changes tones, themes, and foci seemingly every ten minutes,

The contrast between Dead Alive and Heavenly Creatures is amazing in how differently they treat and employ violence, combined with how all-around excellent the movies are. I would argue they're two of the best movies of the 90s - the fact that they could come from the same director adds to it.

I've read "The Ground Beneath Her Feet" and "East/West." 'Ground' works well as a story - the collapse of an alternate-universe Beatles-esque Indian rock band as told by the photographer who loved the lead singer - even as it's mostly full of a lot of half-developed ideas (attempting to flesh out the 'alternate

Shit.