Kim Morgan

Recently, The Guardian's film blog ran a small piece highlighting the trailer for Wes Anderson's upcoming -- and for Anderson fans, greatly anticipated -- Moonrise Kingdom (which I haven't...

Rock pioneer Link Wray, most famous for "Rumble" was boss in every era.

In 2000, at a small club in Portland, Ore., I witnessed this for myself. The half...

Davy Jones.

As others have often pointed out, he wasn't charming, "Circus Boy" Mickey Dolenz, the guy who everyone wanted to be...

A "gentleman's agree­ment" is not so easy -- not when it comes to Miriam Hopkins, Gary Cooper and Fredric March. Criterion has released the gorgeous, sparkingly sexy...

"All my life needed was a sense of someplace to go. I don't believe that one should devote his life to morbid self-attention, I believe that one should become a person like other people."

Thursday night, the Berlin Film Festival held the world premiere...

 The  For the Love of Film (Noir) Blogathon hosted by the inimitable Self-Styled Siren and Ferdy on Films, starts today -- the perfect day, really, since so much of film noir concerns an emotion that makes one moody, malicious and...

Oh, Tura Satana, how do I love thee? Let me count the curves, but also the kicks, the punches, the smoldering stares, the black-suited, unique beauty and the awe-inspiring power that ripped through the screen like an amazon from another universe. As much as I love...

With such wonderfully eclectic, innovative, moving, funny, disturbing and beautifully crafted shorts to choose from, Sundance jury duty was not an easy task.

But it was an exciting and thought-provoking task, and one that I, along with fellow jurors Sara Bernstein (Vice President of HBO Documentary...

If torture, perfectionism, masochism and emaciated, ethereal sprites pirouetting themselves into delicate music box coffins, can become an exalted, grandiloquent mixture of horror and beauty, then Black Swan is a glorious rhapsody, a movie in which women suffer (and suffer) not only for their art, but...

Oh, Frances Farmer. She died 40 years ago (the first day of August) and for those of us who love cinema, the power of performance and brave, talented, intelligent "bad girls" who do...

I'm not one to write extensively about movie trailers. Though seductive, and often artfully created, they are, after all, teases. And all too often, tedious, loud, inane teases. Or worse, false advertising.

But every once in a while, a trailer will come along that gets to...

I adore Winnipeg. I love the curious quiet. I love the odd streets. I love the nighttime thunder storm after a long hot day. I love the collection of characters, staring at cars after eating grilled, processed cheese salmon sandwiches (processed, they don't lie about the cheese). I...

With last week's release of Columbia Pictures Film Noir Classics, Vol. 2 (Human Desire, The Brothers Rico, Nightfall, City of Fear and Pushover), do yourself a favor. Trust me (and you'll thank me later). It will only take a few hours. Stop thinking about/reading all...

When Cagney smacked ya, he did so with grace.

He could, quite literally, tap dance on yer face.

An accidental poem to wish my netless Dad,
who'll...

I hitchhiked. Once. I was in the seventh grade -- far too young to be exposing myself to the perilous adventures of road-and-thumb.  And yet, young enough to believe that the open road could be thrilling, mind expanding, educational -- the way of, as Jack Kerouac said,...

Palm Noir. Low key black and white in the hot yellow high desert. The Arthur Lyons Film Noir Festival has ended. The festival broke records this year with audiences soaking in all of that sun and sin, light and vice, early mornings and existential angst. Murder among...

I love Synecdoche, New York. I love it with a strange abandon that is both painfully obvious and beautifully mysterious. I love its ballsy ambition and fearlessness -- a fearlessness that nearly teeters over the...

I loved Chicago. I loved the cold. I loved the history. I loved the deep dish pizza. I loved the lights at night. I loved the Wrigley Building. I loved the ladies in fur coats.  It's a beautiful, real city, filled with unique people,...

I love the all girl rock band The Runaways. I have all of their albums.  I used to stare at their pictures in the Gatefold, trying to figure who was my favorite (Joan... but then Cherie.... and Lita was cool). I love their style, their hair, their attitudes....