Even if he did admit it, I'm sure he'd somehow turn the pants-shitting story into another opportunity to mention that he's a neurosurgeon.
Even if he did admit it, I'm sure he'd somehow turn the pants-shitting story into another opportunity to mention that he's a neurosurgeon.
You should know. You are a scientician.
You'd think someone from Australia would get out in the sun more. I picture his house as the dining room with the Pale Man in Pan's Labyrinth. A white, wrinkled, lifeless husk, sitting motionless at a table covered in untouched riches, only springing to life when something vulnerable and innocent gets too close to its…
I think we're avoiding the real issue here, that Rupert Murdoch hits the space bar three or four times after he finishes a sentence. Go look at his Twitter feed. He does this constantly. You have a limited number of characters, you monster!
Step 1: Eat
Step 2: Barf
Step 3: Profit
Okay fine, even accepting the modifier, it's still an incredibly lame criticism. Yeah, the sexists and racists and homophobes that show up in film and literature "seldom exist" in the real world, but there's a purpose behind having exaggerated characters. Fury Road is a feminist film because the women's struggle is…
I enjoyed the book a lot, but completely agree with you. Andy Weir is a good technical writer and I feel like he conveyed the complicated science in a way that was easy to understand and enjoyable to read. I bought Mark as a character because I get the feeling he's just a hyper-competent author surrogate and its never…
Let's hope audiences gravitate toward an optimistic sci-fi. With so many dystopian views of the future in theatres, they might not get another Opportunity for awhile.
…and they looked fantastic. Look them up sometime if you ever want a good cry.
I disagree. I like both for different reasons. Scorsese really kicks your ass with the Departed, going for more visceral versions of iconic scenes (thrown off the roof, elevator head shot). But I think I slightly prefer Andy Lau's performance to Matt Damon's, as you get a clearer sense of him stifling his guilt to…
You know, I usually rag on War of the Worlds, but I can't do that on the same page where I defended Prometheus. I think they're more or less on the same level: wonderfully directed films with shit scripts.
I've only seen the director's cut, but I definitely enjoyed it a lot. Bloom is still miscast, but the surrounding movie is still excellent.
For me, it's "Ow! Fascist!"
Equally funny from the same fight training scene: the Forest Whitaker eye.
Turd's a little strong, but it's a very muddled, tonally messy film, which needs to commit more to being a dark comedy. It has it merits (like the Roger Deakins cinematography), but it's undeniably the Coens' worst.
David Oyelowo did the audiobook for The Mission Song by John Le Carre and it is honestly one of the best audiobooks I've ever heard. Not even the story, which was OK, but not an all time great, but because Oyelowo was able to juggle dozens of distinct African and British accents far more convincingly than your average…
The long-forgotten musical stylings of Chris Gaines.
Comment/username synergy strikes again.
You know, I didn't even like Wreck-It Ralph (I know, I know, I'm a monster) and that was the good movie about arcade nostalgia. I can't imagine how horrible Pixels is.
Whenever I'm the Law with you
I make you gaze into my face again
Whenever I'm the Law with you
I make you gaze into my fist again