Sunday, January 1 1995
Neil Gaiman has fashioned a new myth about modern Americans, a plot constructed of fragments of ancient tales woven into an original and vital drama... 'American Gods' is both complex enough to warrant serious critical analysis, yet with a stylistic simplicity and lightning-fast pace that will engross any reader.
The more new suburbanites and recreators understand the critters they share the world with, the better off all will be, humans and wild things alike. But armed with little more biology than what was required to get into medical school and Disney's disgusting diet of pabulum romanticism, educating the new suburbanite is an up hill battle.
It is a persuasive argument, an essay of sorts, explaining the fundamental compatibility of Islamic beliefs with those of Christianity.
The Anime Encyclopedia, A Guide to Japanese Animation Since 1917 by Jonathan Clements and Helen McCa
Then there's the one about the teenagers who get involved in corruption on a grand scale when one of them is slipped a computer disk in a Shinjuku club by someone whose life is just about to be terminated.
Updike's writing and vocabulary place him in rarified air with few peers. In verse, that talent and intellect are featured in what is perhaps their best arena, a place where his razor sharp wit, keen observational eye, and precise writing shine the brightest.
Zoolander's parody of the fashion industry is a pretty pointless endeavor, for the simple fact that ultimately, it parodies itself.
Y Tu Mamá También is all about how we shape the details of living, despite and because of this risk.
With 'Yi Yi', Edward Yang accomplishes what so few films (U.S.-made, in particular) even strive to do: present an earnest depiction of familial relations.
In fact, when Terry describes Scottsville as a town full of 'dull, narrow people... with no perspective, no scope,' he might have been describing the film's characters.
In 'The Yards', Mark Wahlberg again plays an emotionally damaged young tough, but this time his entire environment is orchestrated to reflect that character, dark, sad, and heavy with non-options.
Boys and girls are dressed alike, singing in unison, sitting rapt before a movie screen that shows glorious war footage, the triumph of good over evil. These early images in Joan Chen's debut feature, Xiu Xiu, the Sent Down Girl, set the scene i
Beware the genesis of a new movie franchise, namely, X-Men, adapted from the best-selling comic book series of all time. Comics aficionados have been awaiting
X's whole theology -- to the extent it can be deciphered -- is airlessly pessimistic.
There are great films; some of them win Oscars. There are truly bad films; some of them attract cult followings. Then there are mediocre films.
Martin Lawrence and Danny DeVito are doing that non-mating mating dance that buddy characters tend to do, with too much spastic energy and not nearly enough inspiration.
Waking the Dead opens with a television image. In 1974, young Fielding Pierce (Billy Crudup) is watching the news, when he sees that his girlfriend Sarah (Jennifer Connelly) has been killed in a car bomb explosion (reportedly engineered by 'terrorists,' that all-purpose contemporary cultural monster).
Thank god for Joan Cusack. As the sole truly cynical character in TV producer Matt (Roseanne, A Different World) Williams’s feature film directing debut,
Hey there. If you find yourself pushing on past middle age and wondering why all your potential has only gotten you just where you are and not one iota farther, then Curtis Hanson's new film Wonder Boys may be your sunset tonic.
All of these elements combine to create a contemporary fairy tale where the purpose is not only to invoke a nostalgia for the warmth and simplicity of childhood or perhaps the soothing powers of food, but also to address, however whimsically, sex and gender politics.
The Wisdom of Crocodiles begins with some breathtakingly handsome images. So striking and unusual, in fact, that it’s only toward the end of the