I'm a sucker for biopics about musicians. They get a lot of flack for being formulaic, oversimplifying the artist's life and work, and placing their subject on a pedestal. I get that. But I think those reasons are part of why I like them; they transform the flawed, human musicians we love into mythic figures. Rocketman,... Continue Reading →
Some of them wear capes, super freaky face masks and aren't actually heroes. There are some interesting ideas bubbling beneath the surface of the James Gunn-produced Brightburn. The “what if Superman was a bad guy” premise is intriguing enough on its own. After all, contemporary Western society doesn’t deserve a super-being that is noble, just, and... Continue Reading →
I have great memories watching Godzilla movies with old North Carolina buddies who I love but don’t get to see anymore. Maybe that’s why I was mildly curious about Godzilla: King of Monsters. Even though I missed 2014's Godzilla, I watched the original ‘54 version for the first time to prepare. In short, I loved... Continue Reading →
I couldn’t stop thinking about Jordan Peele while watching Robert Townsend's Hollywood Shuffle. A month or so ago, the Peele caused a stir when he announced that he probably wouldn’t ever cast a white person as the lead in one of his films. Cries of “reverse racism” flooded social media and comment boards. “These undercover fascist... Continue Reading →
Just in time for the horror-movie season, Mandy is a successful patchwork of genres, including psychedelic horror, paperback fantasy novels, and 1980's practical effects and gore. It’s like if Quentin Tarantino, Dario Argento, and Sam Raimi dropped acid and then wrote a chapter in The Book of Revelation. The plot is simple. Set in a... Continue Reading →
By Brooks Hall Like most music lovers I have built relationships with many different songs over the course of my life. Not all of these relationships are intentional like my sorted affair with Vance Joy’s “Riptide.” Some of these songs are like close family friends as they seem to be in the background of every... Continue Reading →
I clearly remember the first time I saw my parents share a genuine moment of affection. And it’s all thanks to The Beach Boys.