Daddy Bond, we've been expecting you. And I'm not just thinking about the way that bespoke slim-fit Tom Ford tux clings to those biceps and quads, or the way that wet white shirt shows off his pecs towards the film's epic climax, that salt and pepper hair, those characterfully creased chiseled features, or Bond sitting... Continue Reading →
Game Of Tones – Film Review: Knives Out ★★★1/2
I love a good whodunnit. Give me an unreliable narrator, misdirects, a slew of suspects, and a shocking reveal, and I’ll wanna know about it. Even if I don’t see a particular film or read the book, I’ll still Google it, because I just need to know if it elevates the genre or not. We... Continue Reading →