I’ve often wondered what people really mean when they say, “They don’t make movies like they used to”. Are they talking about the scripts, directing, cinematography, subject matter, overall tone or something else? When I look back on films from the 1940s, for example, I often experience empty sound editing, flat staging, and tin-eared dialogue.... Continue Reading →
Hillbilly Eulogy – Film Review: Where The Crawdads Sing ★1/2
Imagine if The Prince Of Tides had the world’s most boring baby with Nell as they watched To Kill A Mockingbird one late night on TMC, and you’ll get a glimmer of how I felt watching Where The Crawdads Sing, Oscar-nominated screenwriter Lucy Alibar’s (Beasts Of The Southern Wild) adaptation of Delia Owens’ bestseller, and... Continue Reading →
