To guide the Israelites, God gave them stone tablets with ten commandments. But to guide the congregation of Voice of the Pentecost Church in San Francisco, He provided something a little different: 47 movie pitches.
That’s the nutshell version of the vision that drives Pastor Richard Gazowsky, who over ten years guided his church through the shooting of many short films and two features. Although their productions were humble and notably lacking in distribution, Gazowsky knew his company was ready for the big time. In 2004 he began production on an …

Henri-Georges Clouzot probably didn’t expect Wages of Fear to be condensed into a thrilling, 10-minute prologue for the third sequel to a film most notable for a young, bald thug declaring that he lives his life a quarter mile at a time. Yet here comes Fast & Furious, whose tagline promises, “New model. Original parts.” The impressive sequence details the brazen highway heist of a gasoline truck by the first film’s antihero, Dominic Toretto, and his crew of high-speed bandits. Dom’s girlfriend nimbly assists in the heist, only to be written out of the picture when the screenplay requires Dom to embark upon a vengeance quest. It seems that at least one of the original parts did not come with an extended warranty.

John Hamburg and Larry Levin do little with the first quarter of their “I Love You, Man” screenplay other than demonstrate a remarkable proficiency in profanity and sexual euphemisms. Taking their cue from the Judd Apatow school of vaguyna movies, director Hamburg and his cowriter appear to be fascinated with the yuks they can elicit from undemanding (and possibly stoned) audiences with implausibly blunt discussions and a shallow appraisal of hetero man-love in the 21st century.

Though something of a nostalgia trip, Adventureland never falls into the traps of over romanticizing or sentimentalizing a bygone era. Inspired by the events of his own post-adolescence in the 1980s, Greg Mottola writes and directs this surprisingly tender film about confused and loveless young adults. Though beginning on a similar note as many films of its type — a party where the protagonist, James, is introduced as a virgin — the film takes an unusual path from there. He returns home to find out his summer plans are dashed …

Mention the TV show House, M. D. in the presence of a real doctor and a strange array of symptoms will manifest.  Some will snort, others will begin to rave and foam at the mouth, while a small minority of subjects will employ a strange spitting gesture, similar to that employed by residents of Palm Beach on mention of the name ‘Madoff’.  These poor medics are suffering from the delusion that this gritty, realistic show is not really an accurate depiction of their real job.
Of course, we non-medical experts know …

"ONE lover, ah ah ah…"
From its somnambulistic opening, a slow-mo Joaquin Phoenix shedding his dry cleaning delivery along a pier and calmly plunging into Sheepshead Bay, his mind’s eye imagining a woman forlornly leaving a home, Two Lovers establishes its pervasive tone as that of fatalistic, romantic depression.  Phoenix is Leonard Kraditor, a young Brighton Beach man with emotional problems whose previous suicide attempt forced him to live in his parents’ apartment and to work for their dry cleaning business.  In quick succession, two love interests enter his life: Sandra …

Lindsay Lohan has since issued a statement confirming that she has cancelled Perry’s invitation to come over for tea and biscuits, adding ‘But I don’t really understand why you dedicate so many column inches to the three of us, when the challenging problems of climate change and peak oil are so much more vital to humanity’s survival’.

Despite the Dowdle brothers’ sincere endorsement of their own filmmaking prowess, the film never settles into a remotely realistic rhythm until the breathless final twenty minutes, after the outbreak has spread beyond control, and the building is overrun with rabid maniacs whose only pleasure in life is to tear, gouge, and bite the life out of anyone and anything that isn’t like them. Plot and genre convention dictate much more of “Quarantine” than the representation of a cinematic reality.

Tony Gilroy is not Paul Greengrass; he is not even George Clooney. His classicist approach, which served him so well in the straightforward moral drama of Michael Clayton, is nothing short of a buzzkill in Duplicity. A great con man film is about balance. With the two leads fizzling as a couple, Gilroy unfortunately spends most of the movie in their company.

Buffy the Vampire Slayer is often praised for its feminist view.  But I ask: AT WHAT COST cometh this female-friendliness?
What does this show have to say about men?  Through a sequences of examples I hope to illustrate that this TV show is the most obnoxious, misandrist (that’s ‘man-hating’ to you lesser demons) junk ever shown on TV.  Those of us with a Y chromosome should band together and scorn it for its portrayal of the stronger sex being dominated by mere females.
I mean, come on, here we have a show …