Hoot Island is certainly an oddity. No, this isn’t a fetish site. It’s basically devoted to pictorials of young nubiles disrobing while in the act of laughing.
Can you tell the difference between Chinese, Korean, and Japanese? A Chinese friend explained the differences to me once. I bombed the test spectacularly.
The Wachowski Brothers deserve credit for building a whole universe. Same unsettling feeling: This is just a better Johnny Mnemonic. Which s not exactly praise.
Shaolin Soccer is – like Bad News Bears, Caddyshack, and other Western sports comedies of the past – goofily inspiring, and well worth repeated viewings.
This modern day Samurai tale reminds me of Evil Dead II in its depiction of impossible grievous bodily harm, and KB is every bit as sick/fun. An absolute blast.
Layers of meaning infused in a deceptively simple story. Papers have been written about Blow Up’s layers. Herbie Hancock’s brilliant score has aged beautifully.
Watching a trashy film about teenagers murdering each other is one thing, but focusing on realistic fear and pain kind of takes the naughty enjoyment out of it.