
As winter creeps in, a film arrives giving me a song to sing in my head…which is a good thing because it will leave my heart empty.
Cinematic Passion & Perspective
As winter creeps in, a film arrives giving me a song to sing in my head…which is a good thing because it will leave my heart empty.
The Dew Over gets spooky, Frederick wonders what up with Honsou, and Fandango offers an insane 007 theory.
Eternal Sunshine turns ten, The Chicks are back, and Chris turns up the tunes. Meanwhile, my week makes an about-face.
The Cinecast continues The Great lego Debate, I dig into manon’s writing, and hockey proves a great distraction.
It was bound to happen eventually: The realization that I wasn’t as blind as I thought. But what would that mean for the first watch of this classic?
The Jamaicans return, I start following “V”, Mettel unveils NYMPHOMANIAC, and I wonder alloud about Twitter.