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 anticipat...

The Black Keys and Jack White would kill to imbibe whatever magical potion Wray was concocting. And as much as I respect the Keys and White, they'll never achieve the alchemy of Wray. And they would surely agree.

Originally published at Kim Morgan's Sunset Gun. Davy Jones. As others have often pointed out, he wasn't charming, "Circus Boy" Mickey Dolenz, the guy...

The Berlin Film Festival held the world premiere of the 4K restoration of Taxi Driver. After many viewings throughout my life, the movie, all red light and red blood and red anger, is still lingering in my mind.

    The  For the Love of Film (Noir) Blogathon hosted by the inimitable Self-Styled Siren and Ferdy on Films, starts today -- the...

Since it's V-Day, I want to return to the exalting, superb Punch-Drunk Love, which remains one of the most romantic movies of the last 10 years. I was baffled by its mixed reception and wonder if it remains misunderstood to this day.

Who was ever like Tura Satana? Tura was a tiger with a blackbelt, a true exotic who actually lived a life of hard knocks and one she, no doubt, disgorged in cathartic release on screen.

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

If torture, perfectionism, masochism and emaciated, ethereal sprites pirouetting themselves into delicate music box coffins, can become an exalted, g...

Frances Farmer died 40 years ago and for those of us who love cinema and "bad girls," we should feel a pang of sadness. And we should be frustrated by the movie version of her life, Frances.

Every once in a while, a trailer will come along that gets to me. Such is the case with David Fincher's haunting two and a half minutes on Facebook. If I'm in a certain mood about my life, this trailer makes me overwhelmingly sad.

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 ...

With last week's release of Columbia Pictures Film Noir Classics, Vol. 2 (Human Desire, The Brothers Rico, Nightfall, City of Fear and Pushover), ...

I love Synecdoche, New York, but I know a few people, many of them Kaufman admirers, who detest this picture.

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, ...

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, y...

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 the palm trees was actually, quite perfect.

Others weren't sure about Kristen Stewart and Dakota Fanning paired up as Joan and Cherie, I thought they at least looked perfect. Maybe I'm just a sucker for platform shoes, feathered hair and super tight jeans writ large.

I've not delved into that simmering, masculine menace of charm and vulnerability -- the actor John Garfield -- nearly enough.

Roman Polanski emerged from the womb knowing cinema. Proof lies in his glorious first feature, Knife in the Water, a tense, complex, three-character study.

Glenn Gould was one of the the world's most famous pianists, and an iconic loner. Gould's mysteries and yes, romance, are beautifully rendered in Thirty Two Short Films About Glenn Gould.

Salinger's Garbo-like elusiveness and impossible adaptations never stopped legions of filmmakers from being influenced by both the work and the man.

It's tough being a teenage girl. Especially when enduring (and hopefully, when you can) enjoying, that breakthrough age of 15. A lot happens when you...

A jerk can be a softie sometimes, though a clever, conniving one.This is the type of creature Michael Cera must create in Miguel Arteta's Youth in Revolt.

Choosing a singer who still resides as reverend at the Full Gospel Tabernacle in Memphis, TN works a dual purpose in that "The Book of Eli" is about The Book, as in the Good Book.