When PBS announced their American Masters documentary on Mike Nichols, I was relieved. Like so many admirers of his work, I grieved when he died in November of 2014.
Ever wonder what your life might have been like if you dropped out of high school? Well, for actor Michael Shannon, it put him on the path to being nominated for an Academy Award by the age of 34.
In Charlie Kaufman's Synecdoche, New York (2008), Philip Seymour Hoffman plays a character who is suffering from a number of symptoms, but it soon becomes apparent that the real culprit is existence.
I ran across Anthony Minghella's The Talented Mr. Ripley on HBO last night. It was late and had been a long day. I figured I'd watch a few minutes, wind down, then hit the sack. Of course, I couldn't take my eyes off it for the duration.
Perhaps our 50 state legislatures should look to South Africa's lead and re-examine their state statutes of limitations on rape and sexual assault.
This weekend, it is a year since Philip Seymour Hoffman died, with a needle in his arm; and this year, it is a century since drugs were first criminalized. These two events may be connected. If the war on drugs had never happened, there is a significant chance that his death would not have happened either.
Usually, when you play "Whatever Happened To...?" it's with some washed-up celebrity. You track the downward career spiral of a Max Baer Jr, a Johnny Whittaker, a Kim Kardashian (not yet, but one day, one day), and get a concentrated lesson in the impermanence of fame.
At this point, it seems pretty pointless to review a new entry in The Hunger Games series.
The costumes and sets are inventive, but, again, bleak and lacking in any color. And while, granted, this is not a remake of The Sound of Music, I longed for relief from the extended suffering.
Michael J. Burg whispers his wisdom conspiratorially to me across our luxurious table at the Russian Tea Room.
Over a third of the 14 films in competition at the Deauville American Film Festival this year were genre pieces -- thriller or suspense or horror -- from Ana Lily Amirpour's vampire flick A Girl Walks Home Alone at Night to the political thriller A Most Wanted Man featuring Philip Seymour Hoffman.
A Most Wanted Man is adapted from the John Le Carre novel and it's almost impossible to parse the numerous moral dilemmas that the movie poses amidst the fog of smoke.
If you like drug movies and avoided this cheese-tastic James Woods-Sean Young movie from the 80s -- well, I don't blame you. When it came out, it looked terrible. And what's more, it is sort of terrible.
It has been more than half a century since Death of a Salesman, and I wonder if it was written today what Willy would be like? How would he respond to Muslims, homosexuals, or President Obama?