The allure of money is irresistible, especially if you’re a ’90s slacker loser.
…or: The Quentin Tarantino Story!
Now, what I originally wanted to write about 2007’s direct-to-video prequel, The Dukes of Hazzard: The Beginning (Unrated)―that it’s a perfect movie for a 14-year-old male…or any arrested-development guy, for that matter―sadly doesn’t apply any more, most likely.
John Wayne would have been 115 years old this month (what do you want from me? You come up with these reviews after a 2-week bender).
So over Easter weekend I get an email from my editor who, rather than watching a religious epic the way you’re supposed to (I was right in the middle of Anthony Quinn grunting something when he texted), says he’s enjoying a vampire flick (I gave up a long time ago trying to figure this stuff… Read More ‘Old Dracula’ (1974): Enjoy some 70s vampire humor, jive turkey!
What’s wrong with men? Can’t they commit? Is sex all they want? For your answer, just ask the Diceman.
Well…after being tricked (and certainly not treated) by one of my rotten kids into enduring the new Halloween Kills nightmare (woefully, even comically inept…and no, I don’t find Jamie Lee “Witchie Poo” Curtis hot anymore), it was a dire necessity for my autumnal equilibrium to scare up some old-timey nostalgic Halloween fare.
He’s crude and he’s rude, and he’s another in a long line of Saturday Night Live underachievers at the big-screen box office. Now, you can catch MacGruber again on home video! Just don’t forget the celery…
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.