I haven't done my usual amount as a lead-up to the Oscars this year on my blog. In fact, I've done almost nothing. So I thought I...

We live in an age of excessive spoiler awareness, whether it comes in the form of trying to avoid having things spoiled for you, or watchin...

This is the second in my 2016 series No Audio Audient , in which I catch up with one silent film per month. I've been chastising mys...

I knew a 9:30 showing of Hail, Caesar! would be a difficult proposition given that I was coming off a night of wicked insomnia. The fact...

For the generation before my wife and me, Old Yeller probably would have taken the prize as the movie about animals that most traumatized ...

Ever since I got my critics card last July, sneaking into second halves of illegal double features has become a thing of the past. That t...

In the fall of 2008 I saw and loved Quarantine , which made 2008 kind of a watershed year in terms of imaginative new ways to use found foo...

I scratched an old itch tonight. When I finally watched The Mission , it was the fulfillment of an intention to view that was nearly eigh...

If you're getting a sense of deja vu from this post -- and, let's be honest, you're probably not -- then it might be because I...

I'm away for the weekend and supposed to be taking a small break from blogging, but the wifi is strong where I'm staying, and I...

Wednesday was a day of two movie-watching extremes for me, even though the two movies had a deceptive amount in common. And even though I...

When I announced in December that I was extending my Audient Auscars series for three more months to get in the last three best picture wi...