Queen, The

A bizarre movie that looks like a vanity project for Robin Wright Penn, who gets to chew the scenery as a dangerously unbalanced but utterly implausible woman

There is more than a hint of political correctness about this film’s self-discoveries, which the audience will have figured out long before the characters do

The only thing Sharon Pollack’s Everything Relative has going for it is its political correctness. Billed as “a lesbian Big Chill” the film is amateurish, self-indulgent, stupid, sentimental, politically tendentious, ill written, ill-acted and ill-directed, but, by golly, it hews to the Party line without the slightest deviation. Pro-choice, pro-left, anti-Christian, anti-conservative: all its views…

My Life So Far, directed by Hugh Hudson from a memoir called Son of Adam by Sir Denis Forman, former director of the Royal Opera House, Covent Garden, is rather slight but utterly charming. Lit with the soft backglow of memory, it presents the Oedipal conflict between young Fraser Pettigrew (Robert Norman) and his eccentric…

Pop cultural fantasy as a re-mythologization of the culture in the “progressive” interest — From The American Spectator of January-February, 2014