Some irony-poisoned assholes are more interesting than others. This isn’t those ones.
(Okay, maybe I’m holding a wee bit of a grudge…when I interviewed Tim & Eric for a newspaper 10 years ago, this is sort of how they acted).
Some irony-poisoned assholes are more interesting than others. This isn’t those ones.
(Okay, maybe I’m holding a wee bit of a grudge…when I interviewed Tim & Eric for a newspaper 10 years ago, this is sort of how they acted).
Who’s got a better batting average in baseball movies than James Earl Jones?
“Field of Dreams,” “The Sandlot,” & “Bingo Long”
Plus, Bingo’s combo of Lando & Vader > Babe Ruth & Lou Gehrig
(From a review I wrote for the Pittsburgh Tribune-Review in 2004):
Once in a great while, a movie such as "The Return" comes along that makes me regret ever using words like "haunting," "ominous" and "mysterious" to describe any other movie.
With "The Return," those terms lose all their currency, unable to adequately describe something several shades darker than each.
Andrey Zvyagintsev, a first-time director from Siberia, hits an impressive trifecta here -- a Hitchcock-esque psychodrama of almost suffocating suspense,…
Certainly the biggest movie ever made in Pittsburgh, raking in more than a billion dollars worldwide. Compared to the first two chapters in Christopher Nolan’s Dark Knight (Batman) trilogy, it’s a lugubrious, murky slog, with the franchise’s least interesting villain (Tom Hardy tried, but it’s hard to act with your mouth covered). Still, there are a few action sequences here that are simply stunning, such as the apocalyptic destruction of Heinz Field on game day. And by this point, the onrushing doom of Nolan’s vision has its own unstoppable momentum.