Scream – Review

September 1, 1997

It’s about time we had a smart, stylish horror movie to wrap our warped brains around.

My Fellow Americans – Review

September 1, 1997

The merry meleƩ ensues as the ex-Presidents are framed, chased, meet the general public, and are forced to overcome nearly 30 years of rivalry.

Mars Attacks! – Review

September 1, 1997

An undeniable feast for the eyes, packed with visual invention and a bright, vibrant color scheme that puts the gauzy murk of Hollywood to shame.

Gridlock’d – Review

September 1, 1997

Imagine the hopelessness of Kids melding with the amusing anecdotes of The Breakfast Club, though perhaps Clerks might offer a less glitzy alternative.

The Pillow Book – Review

September 1, 1997

The moment I saw his new movie, The Pillow Book, I realized that more than anything else, Greenaway is completely full of shit. I’m not saying there aren’t mountains of deep meaning in this film or his others, and I’m not saying he isn’t a very serious-minded filmmaker.

Hercules – Review

September 1, 1997

More insidiously sexual and possibly disillusioning is our leading lady, Megora. During a stroll through a Bambi-esque thicket, she encounters two charming, woodland creatures. In a Snow White-turns-incarnadine moment, she says, “How adorable!” then adds thickly, “rodents.”

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