Oliver Stone gingerly threw out a screenplay by the infinitely more talented Quentin Tarantino so he could recreate Natural Born Killers in his own odious, obnoxious, insufferable image.
Read MoreOne of you kindly sadists forced me to watch a movie that asks us to buy Kevin Costner as the kind of demented fuck who would "stick a live snake up a woman's coochie." Is Costner convincing as such a dark, lost soul? Read and find out!
Read MoreFuck you, Troy Duffy. No, seriously. Fuck you.
Read MoreOne of you kind souls paid me to experience the epic Netflix miniseries version of The Hateful Eight, the only Tarantino movie I hadn’t seen. It more than lives up to its reputation for being unrelentingly nasty and difficult.
Read MoreFor the landmark 250th entry in the column that let’s YOU choose the movies I watch and write about, I wrote about Quentin Tarantino’s Once Upon a Time in Hollywood. What a picture!
Read MoreThe great Michael Parks is a vampire-battling Ambrose Bierce in the nifty, overachieving second direct to video sequel to From Dusk Til Dawn, 1999’s From Dusk Til Dawn 3: The Hangman’s Daughter.
Read MoreHey, you know what movie is fucking great? Pulp Fiction.
Read MoreOne of you kind sadists paid me one hundred dollars to see the inexplicably star-studded 1998 crime comedy Judas Kiss, whose cast includes Philip Baker Hall, Roscoee Lee Browne, Hal Holbrook, Alan Rickman and even Emma Thompson, who had already won two Oscars when she signed on for this stinkeroo.
Read MoreThe late Robert Forster was both a great character actor and a gentleman of tremendous character, dignity, warmth and integrity.
Read MoreOne of you kind souls paid me a cool one hundred dollars to watch Have a Nice Day, a slow, achingly beautiful Chinese animated riff on hardboiled crime.
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