Articles tagged with: movies

When a Wes Anderson movie is good, I don’t tend to have a whole lot to say about it.

I wanted to like August, Osage County more than I did — and I did like it fairly well, considering — because of Tracy Letts.

Selma is at its finest in the quietest moments, quiet enough to hear the hearts breaking.

A friend of mine once said that you don’t get over a death, the space it leaves. “It doesn’t go away; you just learn to decorate around it.”

Couch Baron, Blankenship and I discussed the good, the bad, and the flighty about Birdman.

Utterly inelegant, charmingly energetic, Killing Jimmy Hoffa crams a lot into 79 minutes.

I watch many many documentaries, so I think a lot about the relationship between form and function, build and subject.