Dedicated to movie nerdom, nostalgia, and escape. In the late 90s, I worked at Blockbuster Video where they let me take home two free movies a day. I caught up on the classics and reviewed theatrical releases for Denver 'burbs newspapers and magazines. Today, while raising two young, beautiful daughters with my amazing wife, I look forward to anything rated R and not Bluey. Comments and dialogue encouraged!
Played more like a rabid dog, cowering in the corner, Max Schreck’s interpretation of Nosferatu in 1922 is less a spectacle and more a freak of nature. The audience can’t help but feel fear turned to pity, as if the Phantom of the Opera becomes tangible reality, and the myth lingers in the fog. Robert... Continue Reading →
Playwright Martin McDonagh writes with a knife to a rock, etching in truths that are hard for his characters to swallow. “I just don’t like you no more,” Colm Doherty tells his long-time friend and drinking buddy, Pádraic Súilleabháin. It is the stuff of absurd finality that one either laughs off as “only the Irish”... Continue Reading →
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