Sunday, January 1 1995
Ground control to potential audiences of the The American Astronaut: be prepared for a series of impenetrable in-jokes, ridiculous special effects, and grating outbreaks into song.
The nuclear family has never looked so perverse.
'All the Pretty Horses'... offers Penelope Cruz as the repeatedly slow-motioned, flowing-haired object of desire for would-be riders. As Alejandra, Cruz is less a character than an irresistible image, the Marlboro Man's wet dream -- she rides horses, swims naked, and pouts adorably when she's mad at her daddy.
Perhaps more importantly, it offers a welcome antidote to Hollywoody visions of Mexico, revealing an urban Mexico that is neither sanitized nor demonized: for all the death in it, this place feels utterly immediate and alive.
My jaw slackened, my senses were jolted, and I managed to forget about the world outside the movie theater for a few hours. Yeah, I
Iñárritu's film has a badly broken heart sputtering beneath all the style, which is something Tarantino hasn't really had the guts to go for yet.
Whatever you think about Oliver Stone as a director, you can't deny his firm grasp on this country's interests. From Vietnam to JFK to serial killers, Stone's pictures have always depicted major subjects of national fascination. With his latest release, Any Given Sunday, Stone looks to go his previous films one better by focusing on the most popular sport in America.
For most of Adrenaline Drive's 90-odd minutes, you're not aware of time passing or the fact that your shoes do not fit as well as they could.
All unruly hair, puny limbs, and wide eyes, Marvin's another one of Rob Schneider's pathetic, unmanly bumblers, lacking the 'animal' instinct that apparently makes a real man.
Truly, Julia Roberts leads a charmed life.
At one point during the endless-seeming shenanigans of The Adventures of Rocky and Bullwinkle, Robert De Niro, embodying the cartoon character Fearless Leader, faces the
Saturday, December 31 1994
Mysterious, haunting, and deeply spiritual—or frenzied, energetic and explosive, this is perhaps the richest music that I’ve heard in quite some time.
Brothers Mick and John Head fronted the underground band The Pale Fountains in the mid-‘80s and were key players in the fertile Liverpool postpunk
Let me say now that I love the acoustic guitar. I’ve plucked at one for about fifteen years myself, though I’m still a
The title of Steely Dan’s first album in 20 years hints at what we’ve known all along, that the band consists of two people
Chicago born and New York raised Gil Scott-Heron released his first of three albums in 1971 for Bob Thiele’s Flying Dutchman label. These three albums
By a long shot, one of the best pure pop bands of the mid-to-late 90’s is Sweden’s The Merrymakers. I know you’re probably
There are times these days where I absolutely hate Stephin Merritt, where I’m overwhelmingly infuriated by his latest work with the Magnetic Fields, the meandering yet singularly-purposed three-disc master opus.
Gerald Levert returns with his second offering since a brief liaison with the R&B supergroup LSG (Johnny Gill & Keith Sweat).
The story of Lynyrd Skynyrd is one full of its share of triumphs and tragedies. The roots of this seminal Southern rock act can be