Magnificent Ambersons, The (1942)
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Bring It On, directed by Peyton Reed, offers the movie connoisseur plenty of shots of high school girls in their underwear and some terrific choreography of synchronized cheering routines which seem to have little if anything to do with cheerleading in the traditional sense but which are apparently true to life. If so, they are…
So far, the strongest contender for worst movie of the year has got to be Stigmata, written by Tom Lazarus and Rick Ramage and directed by Rupert Wainwright. Not only does it make explicit — and almost unbelievably crass — Hollywood’s characteristically anti-religious bent, but its advocacy of an alternative spirituality is laughably clumsy, a…
What? You don’t buy Angelina Jolie in the role of Sherlock Holmes, the FBI’s ace sleuth who falls for a serial killer? Too bad. Warner Brothers and D.J. Caruso think you’ll go see it anyway.
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A moving portrayal of a little-known passage of recent history which even manages to make us forget why it was, until now, little known
Bring It On, directed by Peyton Reed, offers the movie connoisseur plenty of shots of high school girls in their underwear and some terrific choreography of synchronized cheering routines which seem to have little if anything to do with cheerleading in the traditional sense but which are apparently true to life. If so, they are…
So far, the strongest contender for worst movie of the year has got to be Stigmata, written by Tom Lazarus and Rick Ramage and directed by Rupert Wainwright. Not only does it make explicit — and almost unbelievably crass — Hollywood’s characteristically anti-religious bent, but its advocacy of an alternative spirituality is laughably clumsy, a…
What? You don’t buy Angelina Jolie in the role of Sherlock Holmes, the FBI’s ace sleuth who falls for a serial killer? Too bad. Warner Brothers and D.J. Caruso think you’ll go see it anyway.
[See “Entry from June 20, 2007” under “My Diary”] Discover more from James Bowman Subscribe to get the latest posts to your email. Type your email… Subscribe
A moving portrayal of a little-known passage of recent history which even manages to make us forget why it was, until now, little known
Bring It On, directed by Peyton Reed, offers the movie connoisseur plenty of shots of high school girls in their underwear and some terrific choreography of synchronized cheering routines which seem to have little if anything to do with cheerleading in the traditional sense but which are apparently true to life. If so, they are…
So far, the strongest contender for worst movie of the year has got to be Stigmata, written by Tom Lazarus and Rick Ramage and directed by Rupert Wainwright. Not only does it make explicit — and almost unbelievably crass — Hollywood’s characteristically anti-religious bent, but its advocacy of an alternative spirituality is laughably clumsy, a…
What? You don’t buy Angelina Jolie in the role of Sherlock Holmes, the FBI’s ace sleuth who falls for a serial killer? Too bad. Warner Brothers and D.J. Caruso think you’ll go see it anyway.
[See “Entry from June 20, 2007” under “My Diary”] Discover more from James Bowman Subscribe to get the latest posts to your email. Type your email… Subscribe
A moving portrayal of a little-known passage of recent history which even manages to make us forget why it was, until now, little known