Cardboard stereotypes that rebel in boring ways at safe times, and end up in the same place as if they’d never fought the good fight in the first place.
The tone of Patrick Hasson’s debut feature reminds me of Richard Linklater’s Slacker. The best comparison is to Harmony Korine’s overrated and confusing Gummo.
Kind of like The Truman Show, except only a few dozen rebels are in on the gag. It’s not a complete paradise. It seems we need a certain amount of misery.
The return of the mean Mel Gibson from Road Warrior (his voice is deeper and gruffer than it has been in years), yet with the humor the man is famous for.
Great roles played by great actors doing practically nothing but talking and arguing (“Clarifying,” Mickey might amend), with the occasional drive in the car.
Dozer aren’t quite as well-versed in or as traditionally ’70s rooted as Fu Manchu. Maybe they need to write a concept album about the life of a ’76 Camaro.
The production is inspiring and combative, guitars and drums bashing it out for supremacy, while the band figures out how to be rockers straddling old hair.
A five-song, 15-minute EP by a beloved female-fronted band covering Billy Bragg classics. Sound cool? In theory, yeah, but this EP didn’t need to be done.