This clown is going to scare me consistently and thoroughly.

I find the dearth of screencaps from The Underneath on the Internet disappointing, given how lush the cinematography in that movie is. I guess I'll have to make a few by myself.

Rewatching MacGruber is currently in my priority list for the next 5 days.

It's really shameful that they just lumped Not Another Teen Movie with those poorly made, reference-based parodies. I watched it yesterday and am ready to attest its approach has much more in common with the Zuckers' and Abrahams' best films. The sheer zaniness and intensity of the jokes easily distinguish it from…

IMO, Mistress America was Baumbach's first real comedy since Highball. It's not that everything in between wasn't funny, but the humor was more subdued and stemmed not from direction of attention but from the material, which not everyone may find funny. Mistress America was engineered like a comedy, from its dialogue…

Where is Pootie Tang? Where is Not Another Teen Movie? How could you include in the list that enervated incestuous piece of dross that is Color Wheel? ARP's next film, Listen Up Philip, was actually funnier, even though it was obviously a drama.

Year of The Dragon Rourke is convincing as a bluntly racist, creepily misogynistic 'decorated cop', but the dialogue by Cimino and Stone is by turns contrived and atrocious. There are remarkable feats of staging and set design here and there, but the film is continuously torn apart by its conflicting directions and…

I'm going to watch The Girl Next Door in conjunction with Not Another Teen Movie and decide which has aged better, which has become intractably phony and which has little epiphanies of gesture buried within the trappings of high-school suburban horniness.

If he wasn't a good actor, there would have been no need for someone like Kaufman or Herzog to utilize his strengths. If anything this indicates a specificity which can be of good use in certain films. There is a wide misconception about an actor's authonomy as a sign of his or her prowess, as if all that makes a role…

Coming by just to say that Under the Sun of Satan is a terrifyingly dark film indeed and everything you could possibly infer from its title or premise (Gerard Depardieu plays a self-flagellating priest who sees the world engulfed by evil).

No words…..

Read a bunch of free-access Critical Quarterly articles that I've been collecting since May. Read a chapter in Manny Farber's Negative Space about Howard Hawks, which served as a nice palate-cleanser after the first read. Also watched Kiss Kiss Bang Bang for the first time. I think it has better characterization…

Swiss Army Man One of the most exhilirating film experiences I've had this year. The kind of a project where you genuinely wonder how far the filmmakers can go with the premise.

But where is the Radiant Masterpiece categogy and its sole occupant, Kafka?

I couldn't keep watching the series after the episode where they paired Amy and Bender. It just felt so WRONG and arbitrary. Also, Futurama was meant to be a satire of the 20th century views on technology and progress (hence all the retrofuturistic jokes in the first seasons), not a commentary on the ongoing…

Swiss Army Man is terrifying in that it transcends the boundaries of its one-off premise. It neither wears the impudent fact of its existence on its sleeve, nor bends over backwards in parodying indie-movie mush and ramping up the weirdness. More than anything else, it is a testament to the flourishing state of…

Somehow I completely missed the early-June news about Kiyoshi Kurosawa's new film, The Woman in the Silver Plate, which is his first pure horror film in the last few years and the first production filmed entirely outside Japan and with a considerably stacked foreign cast. Anyone who like me lauds Cure and Kairo as…

So… did he cry out of joy because the show wasn't nipped in the bud, or because he was utterly unwilling to sustain the pressure of writing episodes on a regular basis? You never know with Larry David.

You need to watch Alien on a screen whose size is adequate to the anamorphic aspect ratio of the picture. When you watch it squinting into your laptop or sitting some distance away from your TV, a lot of detail escapes your eye. The whole thrill of discerning the shape of the monster basically disappears, because…

Durotan's fight with Gul'dan sent shivers down my spine. I don't know why it was so exciting. It's not that the build-up to that moment was excellent character-wise, or that the audience's reaction had been gradually conditioned to cheer for the poor Durotan. But I can't help but discern among the weightless flurrying…