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.”

The VSS – Nervous Circuits – Review

July 1, 1997

These blurry noise-meisters mouth some not too earth-shattering indie rock influences (Drive Like Jehu, Steel Pole Bathtub) and throw in a coupla curve balls.

The Notwist – 12 – Review

July 1, 1997

Will take you from stark to lush, from dissonant to melodic, from dramatic roaring metal riffs to simplistic guitar wanking, from restraint to chaos.

Splitsville – Ultrasound – Review

July 1, 1997

Ultrasound, retaining some of its playground playfulness, is, in my opinion, the only time I ever remember an album I love following up a debut I hated.

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