See Mad Max: Fury Road.
For a brisk two hours you are strapped to the war rig like a hood ornament hurtling through the wasteland, diving chainsaw-wielding pole jumpers and explosions, hanging upside down, your … Continue reading
Wild Tales
Another wonderful Tuesday matinee with my bride. Wild Tales. Every day we do things justifiable within our personal moral universe. We flip someone off who is being a jerk on … Continue reading
Experiencing Boyhood
Boyhood is an experience. When the credits roll after near 3 hours have gone by, I sit with my wife, emotionally consumed. So much to think about in a film … Continue reading
American Sniper
American Sniper. That’s right. Another Tuesday night, another movie night with my girl. Popcorn, my Sea-Bands (for hand-held nonsense due to my motion sickness) and a Shiner Bock covertly snuck … Continue reading
I saw Fury this weekend.
I saw Fury this weekend. This isn’t a film that particularly cares if their characters are likable. Or cares if the dialogue is clever. Or cares if you don’t laugh … Continue reading
SELMA
Tuesday night. Movie night with my bride. Selma. Movie trailers can be calculated pieces of art. They attempt to be the perfect first date, hoping to tantalize just enough for … Continue reading
The Theory of Felicity Jones
It came down to Unbroken and The Theory of Everything. Both were playing at a theater within walking distance. Yes, A Night at the Museum 3 and the Hobbit movie … Continue reading
If you love the theater you will love Birdman
If you love the theater you will love Birdman. This film follows the movie stars, the strivers, the Broadway successes, the camera operators, key grips, the critics, the agents and … Continue reading
The ghosts of Robin Williams and Philip Seymour Hoffman
The ghosts of Robin Williams and Philip Seymour Hoffman hang around. I just saw A Most Wanted Man starring Hoffman and the episode from Homicide: Life on the Street featuring … Continue reading
New Tricks
My gorgeous wife made lamb and butternut squash tagine over couscous. I washed it down with Guinness while we watched Tropic Thunder. From the disturbing but excellent Robin Williams vehicle … Continue reading
