I recently watched the Netfrix series, Dear Child, or Dumme Kinder, as it is known in German, and here is my Monday morning middle school book report on said series. I watched it, so you don’t have to. No spoilers.
I recently watched the Netfrix series, Dear Child, or Dumme Kinder, as it is known in German, and here is my Monday morning middle school book report on said series. I watched it, so you don’t have to. No spoilers.
In the world of movies, they say it is better to show, don’t tell. Show that there’s a gun in the kitchen drawer, and you automatically know that, later on, someone will get a bullet to the face. Show a turkey in the oven, and you know Thanksgiving is going to feature a dry bird. …
There’s a scene in Charlton Heston’s 1971 movie, The Ωmega Man, which I think means the last mega man, where he kills a guy—what are those things? Black people in whiteface? Was that a thing in the’70s?—anyhow, after some prolonged thrashing about, he eventually kills a guy by ligature strangulation using his belt with the …
There used to be a time when you had to be reasonably attractive to be an actor. These days, it would seem that the film actor’s guild is accepting all sorts of victims from highspeed train wrecks and late term miscarriages. You don’t even have to have the right number of arms and legs anymore. …
What would James Bond do? It’s a question I ponder in my brain whenever I find myself in an awkward social situation and I would prefer my outward response be a measured, nuanced display of wit and sophistication. Unfortunately, as a social role model, James Bond’s depth is somewhat limited. He would either kill something, …