I really didn't think I'd be this upset when Sylvester Stallone got snubbed at the 88th Annual Academy Awards this past Sunday, but I am. The Oscars were such a mess of acting mediocrity; why not give him the Best Supporting Actor award?
A thriller is not a cozy mystery or a whodunit. It's a novel or play in which a threat to the life or well-being of the protagonist and/or other significant characters is paramount. Catastrophe will occur if the hero doesn't act decisively, and if necessary, with violence.
For the first time in TV history, horror on the small screen rivals (and often surpasses) big screen horror in terms of acting, story, cinematography -- and viewers. 2014 finds American television in a coming of age for horror series.
Silence of the Trans, a scary-yet-hilarious production, followed by a screening of the Academy Award-winning favorite upon which it's based, hits San Francisco's historic Castro Theatre on Saturday, July 28.
El Boyfo was being sweet. He wanted us "to discover it together." I, on the other hand had little interest in sweet mutual discovery. Our first Prometheus spat launched when he realised that I had no intention of allowing days to go by with me twitching until our iMax trip.
Whether Buffalo Bill identifies as gay, transsexual, or heterosexual is irrelevant to how Ted Levine played him. It feels as if Buffalo Bill doesn't even care where his sexuality lies. In writing Bill's big number for Silence!, the Kaplans were keenly aware of this ambiguity.