Category: Film
The Blonde/Brunette Divide As Manifested by Jessica Simpson & Natalie Portman
While Jessica Simpson hasn’t been that adroit at “grabbing headlines” since the height of her early 00s popularity when Nick and Jessica: Newlyweds served as [Read More…]
That Wouldn’t Impress Yolandi Visser Much: Dounia and Kehlani’s “Rich Girl Mood”
There is no girl who is never not in a “rich girl mood.” That being said, entitlement is a helluva drug, and maybe even more [Read More…]
Grazie a Papà: No Bernardo Without Attilio
When one is born to a renowned Italian poet and writer (said writing also branching into the realm of film criticism) like Attilio Bertolucci, it’s only [Read More…]
Nepotism Equals Schism: The Favourite
“If you look like a badger, I’m going to tell you that you look like a badger because that’s what love is.” If that’s really [Read More…]
“I Finally Found a Way to Make Money That Doesn’t Involve Shoveling Shit”: Can You Ever Forgive Me?
The screenwriter writing a biopic is perhaps as instrumental to better understanding a subject as the biographer. Or, in certain cases, autobiographer. That said, Nicole [Read More…]
Maybe Van Gogh Was Crazy, Maybe Arles Was Hella Boring: At Eternity’s Gate
There is a certain romantic notion to fleeing from society. It is one that artists (of the more literal variety, mind you–none of this graphic [Read More…]
Mercury Poisoning: Bohemian Rhapsody Infers the Insidiousness of Freddie’s Personal Life on the Band
“You know how you’ve gone really rotten? Fruit flies. When they start feasting upon you. Well, don’t worry, there soon won’t be anything left to [Read More…]
“This Isn’t Vanity, This Is Art”: Suspiria
At the end of Luca Guadagnino’s interpretation of the Dario Argento classic giallo, Suspiria, an audience member balks, “That was so bad.” It would seem [Read More…]
Mother’s Day Bizarrely Foreshadowed The American Comfortableness With Racism in the 2016 Election
In an unfortunate testament to the idea that the older you get as an artist, the more out of touch your work becomes, Garry Marshall [Read More…]
An Amalgam of Experiences Creates An Amalgam of Sounds: Matangi/Maya/M.I.A.
“I’m glad he doesn’t own a petrol station, you know? I’m glad he’s not a doctor.” So says a young M.I.A., rattling off potential stereotypes [Read More…]