A Searing Portrait of Repressed Identity: Moonlight Review

Who is you? That is the titular question at hand during the entirety of Barry Jenkins' visceral character study, Moonlight. After a string of underwhelming films this year, such as Jason Bourne and Cafe Society, I was floored when Moonlight not only delivered, but inspired me as well. As a filmmaker, it is common to hear, … Continue reading A Searing Portrait of Repressed Identity: Moonlight Review

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Why You Need to See Kubo and the Two Strings

A beautiful woman navigates the seas one stormy night, her eyes heavy with sorrow and exhaustion. Powerful currents pull her back towards danger, but fear pushes her forward. A wave rises forty, fifty feet above her, and as it is about to crash down on her, she holds up a pick and strikes her three-stringed shamisen (Japanese lute). The … Continue reading Why You Need to See Kubo and the Two Strings

Sci-Fi Novels We’d Love to See on the Big Screen: Part I

Books adapted for the screen (big or small) tend to create a vocal audience. There’s always concerns about casting the right actors or what plot points might have to be sacrificed. Hollywood isn’t known for its loyalty to the text, but some works don’t translate well to the big screen. There have been a few … Continue reading Sci-Fi Novels We’d Love to See on the Big Screen: Part I

The Dark Societal Reflections in My Master Satan: 3 Tales of Drug Fueled Violence

When I first started watching the new horror anthology film My Master Satan: 3 Tales of Drug Fueled Violence (abbreviated from here on out as MMS), I had zero idea what to expect. Garrett sent me a copy of the screener via email, and I went ahead and added it's director, Dakota Bailey, on Facebook so … Continue reading The Dark Societal Reflections in My Master Satan: 3 Tales of Drug Fueled Violence

The Confused Superficiality of The Neon Demon

It's always a moment of excitement/horror when I notice a new Nicolas Winding Refn film is playing nearby. I embraced his work on Bronson, a hyperkinetic, rage fueled, Clockwork Orange inspired weird-fest. I think Drive is one of the most overrated films of the past ten years and I often half-jokingly describe Only God Forgives as “the best comedy … Continue reading The Confused Superficiality of The Neon Demon