With Jackson's face (or several faces) all over the news, one would expect that we'd be hearing a little more of the music and (esp...

The Wild Bunch , 1969, directed by Sam Peckinpah Story: After being set up in a bank heist, the dwindling and aging Wild Bunch (a ban...

[This review first appeared at Ibetolis' Film for the Soul as part of his great "Counting Down the Zeroes" series, which yo...

In my introduction to "Reading the Movies," I noted the titles I was reading at the moment. Among the Kael, Sarris, and sundry I ...

A list of the movie books which had the greatest impact on me. Not so long ago, I moved into a new neighborhood. Before even attempting ...

Penned by William Bayer, an independent filmmaker and writer on cinema, this lavishly-illustrated, thought-provoking coffee table book, com...

Lately, while distracted from my own blog, I've become a regular contributor to the commentary on Wonders in the Dark , a great blog...

Several months ago, I scoured the web for every Astaire-Rogers dance I could find. Sure enough, I tracked them all down but within days of p...

by Francois Truffaut (from the introduction to The Films of My Life , published 1975): One day in 1942, I was so anxious to see Marcel ...

Lawyers and critics worth their salt must share a morbid fear of getting it wrong. The greatest of them plunge forward anyhow, recklessly ri...

Foolishly, I set out to tackle the 10 Characters meme, started by Squish (I was tagged by Jason Bellamy ); only recently have I managed to...

From Everything is Cinema , Richard Brody's biography of Jean-Luc Godard, which I'm currently reading: "As the film [ King Le...