‘The Magus’ (1968): A high-profile failure, but with much to enjoy
Back in college, a buddy gave me John Fowles’ novel, The Magus, as a birthday gift, with the express purpose of seeing if I saw what he saw in it.
Back in college, a buddy gave me John Fowles’ novel, The Magus, as a birthday gift, with the express purpose of seeing if I saw what he saw in it.
Before she dazzled on that stripper pole at the Super Bowl, J.Lo was a lowly maid in NYC, cleaning up messes left by the rich and connected.
Sleazy, thoroughly enjoyable 1980s “women in prison/nuthouse” flick.
Long after the Viet Cong was gone, Gidget and the Fonz got it on!
Sharp, atmospheric, well-mounted little suspense thriller, with socko performances.
Run for cover… This is no ordinary day in the sun! Let’s say goodbye to the 1980s in style.
A low-budget indie starring a crazy MMA fighter as a crazy, murderous psychopath in a love letter to slashers of yore.
A light and breezy romantic comedy that pulls its ideas from everything else popular at the time…and with a pop-star lead to sell it.
Consistently amusing—if too long—dirty joke, with a high-powered all-star cast.
Ah yes, the Picasso Trigger. It’s high art!