Black Swan — On the Precipise of Obscurity
In The Wrestler, Aronofsky gave the audience an entertainer past his prime, wallowing in the remnant glow of stardom, listening to the death-rattle din of…
In The Wrestler, Aronofsky gave the audience an entertainer past his prime, wallowing in the remnant glow of stardom, listening to the death-rattle din of…
As I sat amidst a pile of shredded wrapping paper, finishing my last syrup-soaked pancake, I flipped on A Christmas Story, once again watching a…
For the second time in two weeks, I will do my best to avoid puns during this post, particularly the ubiquitously uncreative “knockout” that has…
Admittedly, my reaction to the new William S. Burroughs Documentary A Man Within is probably rather skewed because of my familiarity with the Beat Generations…
In a New York City subway, there are a number of ubiquities: the rats that scamper and scurry close to your feet, reminding you that…
A review of Unstoppable is an exercise in avoiding train-related puns. I will do my very best to avoid noting whether or not the movie…
Born to a cacophony of jeers at Cannes, Antichrist blurs the line between the beatific and profane, forcing the audience to witness violence beneath the…
On a separate site, I commented on the recent glut of vampire films that have been produced, and if there’s one that you must see,…
(“Chew on This” is Bill Coffin’s column on horror cinema, analyzing the some of best movies the genre has to offer, new and old.) It shall…
While the big-bellied graybeards in both major political parities argue over who is more wrong and who is less right, the average American shrugs her…
