Like most folks, I enjoyed Pirates of the Caribbean. And, like most folks, I walked out of Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest with my tender senses bludgeoned into the equivalent of a thousand-yard-stare and my bladder all stingy and numb. That was six months ago. This week, it looks like Pirates of the … Continue reading →
If you, like me, are waiting for your chance to see how Justin Timberlake brings Sexy back to murdering naïve 15 year old kids in Alpha Dog, you may have to wait. Recent courtly maneuvering around the films portrayal of Jesse James Hollywood and Nicholas Markowitz may be a little too close to real-life and … Continue reading →
There was a time when Gary Oldman was a thespian badass. Drug dealing psychopath, maniacal arms dealer, wrinkly, ass-headed blood sucker. Now he’s taking bit parts in B-list productions about magic nerds, choir boys who drive tank cars and the mustachioed men who befriend them. I dunno. Used to be a day when Oldman carried … Continue reading →