Both the DGA and PGA have made this year's Oscar race even more unpredictable, for good and for bad.
The situation with Quentin Tarantino and the script for his unproduced project The Hateful Eight shows just how precarious playing Messageboard Nation can be.
Clark Gable gets a little Russian.
Match-up 50s style.
Simultaneously exploiting and expanding on its ideals, Return to Nuke 'Em High sets itself up as an indictment of various contemporary cruelties while adding the slapstick splatter the brand is known for.
For pre-teen viewers, I, Frankenstein is like making a zombie into a pet, or playing exorcist over your friend's demonically possessed little sister.
Believe it or not, the annual Academy telecast doesn't have to be a slog. Here are some ways to speed it up and still get the job done.
The year's best and worst films are relatively easy to assess. The most mediocre titles of the year... that's another story all together.
Truth in packaging, alas.
And still surprisingly fresh.