Tuesday, March 31 2015
The initial set-up contrivances suggest that Weird Loners is not so strange as its title might lead us to think.
Cyclops is put in a difficult position that reveals his vulnerabilities, amongst other things.
Internet shamings are simple: people say dumb things, are then pilloried for it and in the ensuing frenzy lose their jobs and reputations.
This biopic both reminds the world of Alan Turing’s genius and aims to empower “those people no one expects anything from who do the things no one expects.”
This isn't the sound of "indie rock", nor is it "dad rock". This is "obligation rock", a forced brand of music that exists just because it has to.
This little-known collaboration between, Mamoru Oshii and Satoshi Kon, two giants of anime was never completed. But it’s very much worth reading anyway.
A lack of substance, coupled with an occasionally overwhelming “lite-ness” that veers dangerously close to easy-listening, makes Complete Strangers a less-than-solid effort.
Benjamin Clementine's emotional cup runneth over... again and again.
Perfect Abandon seems to try and fit as many people into a tiny corner as possible. It's a straight-ahead folk record, but it walks that straight road with a crooked walk.
Art Pepper reignites his stake on the jazz industry in this modernized re-issuing of the first in his Neon Art series, originally pressed onto vinyl in 2012.
Monday, March 30 2015
This indie horror flick finds a young couple stranded in the woods looking for safety in an uncaring natural world.
There is plenty of horrible fun to be had in this weird mixture of horror, science fiction and good old fashioned, healthy, wholesome sports.
A victory of endurance, Blood Brothers should also be recognised as a testament to the resilient spirit of art and culture.
This oft-overlooked desert noir illustrates the residual violence of post-war America, where paranoia and deception abound.
Nearly five years after his last studio effort, Sufjan Stevens brings us a quiet meditation on grief.
The first new studio album since 1967 from these garage rock legends has its faults, but it's an overall solid addition to their already classic discography.
Russia’s premiere teller of bleak, woeful tales strikes again with There Once Lived a Mother Who Loved Her Children Until They Moved Back In.
This is pop music that's also anti-pop music. It's consistently accessible and intentionally confusing.
These Tall Trees veers towards a psych-lite sound, mostly upbeat and effervescent.
Recording in mono might seem like a back-to-basics move but the Mavericks never forgot what they were about anyway.