A sort-of-not-really review of The Founder. I wrote it, so you should read it.
In light of the horrific news of the death of Zack Snyder’s daughter, I wanted to write about the state of modern film criticism. Specifically, the state of criticism against Zack Snyder and his work.
Only elite John Keats fans will get this title.
Earlier I watched Kong: Skull Island – a movie I’ve been very excited for for a long time. Was it as good as I had hoped? Yes and no. What on Earth could that mean? I guess you’ll just have to read my review. Darn.