Movies pushing the indomitableness of human nature tend to make me puke, mainly because they're often created with a palpable self-congratulatory... More >>
If you've ever gone line-dancing with a gaggle of amputees on crank and hallucinogens, you know something of the feeling engendered by viewing... More >>
Oh, that Johnny Depp. Played in some dime-a-dozen rock bands, did some average television, made a few cutesy little movies. Whatever. Yeah, he... More >>
Rare is the film that caters to fans of rabbits, motorcycles, Gordon Lightfoot and fellatio, but now, thanks entirely to Vincent Gallo, we've got... More >>
Most boys seem to tumble down the assembly line with their main switch factory-preset to Aggression. Toys are for throwing, army men are for... More >>
It would be nice to declare, "Fans of Mike Hodges, rejoice!" or some such thing at the arrival of the veteran director's latest film -- but alas,... More >>
A strong toxin requires a strong antidote. In the case of the Bush administration, the cure is being served in significant part by Michael Moore,... More >>
It's a sign that a nation may be losing its collective mind when it grants a nutty hack like Quentin Tarantino an exalted title like Officer of... More >>
There's only one really bad thing about the anti-clotting pill Pradaxa. You can't fall or get cut while taking it because once you start bleeding, there's almost no way to stop it. There's no reversal agent, no antidote.
There's no gloves or batting helmets when Larry Joe Miggins and the rest of the Houston Babies regularly travel back in time to play the game by its 1860 rules.