I don't loathe Valentine's Day -- I just loathe the pressure placed on people. Buy a single rose, if you must. Buy an Otis Redding album (always do that). And watch a movie, preferably a movie in which romance goes terribly awry -- like Vertigo.
For those of us who grew up in the suburbs in the pre-home video, pre-Internet and pre-cable TV 1970s and early '80s, there were few dangerous pleasures as heady as sneaking into an R-rated movie at the local multiplex.
The writing process is remarkably similar to filmmaking: both writers and filmmakers need to plan their work, commit their project to film or paper and edit and polish their work until it measures up as both enlightenment and entertainment.
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 law of diminishing returns is a law for a reason. And nowhere are the returns more diminished than Little Fockers, the third film in a series that began in 2000. With this one, they've barely bothered with a plot.
American remakes of foreign films? That would be a 'no' vote. Having said that, I can heartily recommend Let Me In, the moody, touching American remake of the Swedish vampire film, Let the Right One In, from 2008.