Us Brits have something of a checkered past when it comes to comedy on the silver screen. For every gem Richard Curtis delivers, someone thinks Sex Lives Of
There’s an old adage among devotees of Wittertainment that if it’s advertised on the side of a bus, a film is probably bobbins. But then reviews of Their
Whatever your preferred genre of movie, there’s one thing we all have in common when plonking buttocks in that cinema seat. We want to be entertained. Granted, that
Two things happened today that in no way prepared me for Get Out – first, I happened upon an article bemoaning a dearth of mixed-race couples in films,
Thanks to the wonders of the internet, our finely-honed review of Logan got buggered. It’s gone, disappeared, kyboshed, lost, vamooshed. Which is a real pisser, because it was
Just the other day, over on the podcast, we were musing about the dearth of original ideas coming out of the Hollywood ideas factory these days. Which, combined