I was excited to have the X-Files back. Fox had announced that Chris Carter would return as show runner and three of the show’s original writers, (James Wong, Darin Morgan, and Glen Morgan), would be back to write and direct an episode each. Only Carter would write and direct three. It sounded great on paper but I was left with only one word after watching this recent season: disappointment. Even through that disappointment I couldn’t help but be glad to have Mulder and Scully back on tv, because though the story has gotten muddled and confusing over the years, the characters are still brilliant.
Crimson Peak is Guillermo del Toro’s apology for making us sit through Pacific Rim. Where Pacific Rim was designed by the 12 year old boy in him; Crimson Peak was designed by the 12 year old girl in him. A gothic romance, Crimson Peak is all about decaying mansions and withered aristocracy, sweeping heroic love and bitter villainous betrayal. It’s Penny Dreadful meets Jane Eyre. It’s more my speed than Pacific Rim ever was.
Minor spoilers for season 3 follow.
There is a sense of familiarity when you enter season 3 of Orange is the New Black. You know these characters now. For some, you know their pasts – while for others you know how they ended up at Litchfield. As familiar as Litchfield, and it’s inhabitants may seem, you can tell that something is different about twelve minutes into the season premiere. Twelve minutes is how long it takes for Piper to show up. Season 3 is the season where Orange is the New Black truly became an ensemble show. To the point, where I can see Piper leaving Litchfield, and the show continuing with the inmates who are still waiting to be released.
Nightcrawler is a cynical and satirical look at the media. It takes place in L.A. but this isn’t the sunny City of Angels, it’s the dark, seedy, unethical side of it. Its hero runs a small successful business by exploiting, deceiving and manipulating everyone who gets in his way. It fully commits to delivering the media slogan of, “If it bleeds, it leads,” to horrifying heights, never feeling the need to let the audience off easy. Oh and it’s a comedy.
Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome, to my top 25 films of 2013!
I tend to enjoy Luc Besson’s films. There’s something so endlessly watchable about his brand of dumbness. However, Lucy is the dumbest movie about smart people I’ve ever seen. The character in the movie uses a 100% of her brain by the end of the film which results in the film using 0% of it’s brain. It’s the type of movie that expects its audiences to turn off their brains at the door.
The first time I remember going to the movies was in 1999, I was six years old, turning seven, that year. It was the first outing that I was privy to that didn’t involve a kid’s menus, a colouring mat, or a playground. This was something adults got to do. This was something magical.