Showing posts with label psycho-biddy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label psycho-biddy. Show all posts

Monday, 4 March 2019

Greta (2019) - Movie Review



When crafting a story, there is always that feeling that there is more that can be done with the premise. No story is capable of exploring every single facet that it brushes against, and when dealing with something as intensive as cinema, the smaller details require as much preparation as humanly possible.

I’ve covered a few movies in the past that felt like they were trying to make statements on anything and everything connected to its core idea, but movies feeling cluttered doesn’t get a gut rejection from me as a critic. All I really ask is that, if something is going to be brought up on-screen, it should at least be given enough weight that it makes sense why it is being highlighted. For a good example of this, there’s last year’s Suspiria, which not only dealt with a whole slew of different ideas but managed to give all of them room to breathe so it all made sense. For a bad example of this, we have today’s ChloĆ« Grace-Moretz feature.

Sunday, 13 May 2018

What Ever Happened To Baby Jane? (1962) - Movie Review (Reader Request)


Happy Mother’s Day one and all, and it looks like it’s time for another Reader Request. Yes, those two things aren’t a coincidence in this case: For this year’s Mother’s Day gift, my own mother asked if I would review a film for her. I agreed, since this kind of situation is one where I’m more than happy to eschew my usual 2012-now cut-off date, but… let’s just say that I use that cut-off for a reason. This is likely going to go even further outside of my comfort zone than usual, as most of my own knowledge concerning cinema involves what has happened in my lifetime; I have bits and pieces to call from beyond that, but I honestly have a lot to catch up on as far as older cinema goes. Add to that my previously-mentioned hesitance in watching “classic” films due to a certain sense of cultural obligation to like them for their status, and I’m in a bit of a weird situation here.
 
Still, this is the task I’ve been set, and if I’m unable to provide my writing for someone who genuinely wants it, then what good am I? Let’s get into what is sure to be a bizarre pick for the day where we all give thanks to the women that birthed us, and take a look at the 1962 psycho-thriller What Ever Happened To Baby Jane?