Tis the season for awards, nominations, and citations. As he makes his own list Bob Cashill separates the naughty (“Black Swan”) from the nice, including an uncloseted Jim Carrey.
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Presto chango! Another effects-driven vehicle for Nicolas Cage isn’t Mickey Mouse at all, with a magical supporting role for New York.
Happy holidays, David Bowie…and to all a good last-day sale as Barnes and Noble’s Criterion Collection blowout winds down. Bob Cashill sifts recent releases.
“No one cry when Jaws die. But when the monkey die, people gonna cry.” Film Editor Bob Cashill rewinds the hits and misses of the legendary Dino De Laurentiis.
Rachel McAdams calls Popdose headquarters to find out what Bob Cashill thought of Morning Glory. He gives her the good and “bang” news.
Film Editor Bob Cashill appreciates the life and legacy of the two-time Oscar nominee, a personal favorite gone too soon.
Bob Cashill rummages through the DVD toybox and out pops “Toy Story 3,” the super-successful return of Buzz and Woody and the gang.
Bob Cashill takes aim at The Girl Who Played with Fire on DVD, plus, in theaters, the western Red Hill and the mysterious Amer.
A status update on The Social Network tags the Wall Street sequel and Inside Job. But the sensitive may want to defriend the horrific Red White & Blue.
Let Me In is a bloody good translation of the Swedish vampire classic, while on DVD Russell Brand disturbs the peace in a different way in the comedy Get Him to the Greek.
Liza Minnelli has a new CD, titled Confessions. There’s a lot to confess regarding her film and TV career–and cause for celebration, too.
Hi ho, hi ho, it’s off to DVD we go with the animated “Black Cauldron” from yesteryear and today’s CGI-filled “Prince of Persia.”
Two years ago I took a friend to see the acclaimed Broadway revival of The Seagull, starring Kristin Scott Thomas. At intermission we got to talking about some of the…
Roger Corman more than earned the honorary Oscar he picked up last year. He wrote, produced, and/or directed some terrific flicks, from Attack of the Crab Monsters (1957) and The…
The Tillman Story is an outstanding story of heroism—not, however, the one you were told. Or rather, sold. You remember the official story. How in the wake of 9/11 Tillman,…
There’s an upside and a downside to writing about a movie like Inception after it’s been in release for several weeks. The advantage, for me, is that you may very…
As No Concessions heads off to the wilds of Wisconsin, land of Leinenkugels and cheese curds, for its annual constitutional a word must be said about Predators. The other week…
Columbia Pictures Film Noir Classics II is one sequel that couldn’t be more welcome this summer. Hot weather goes well with hothouse tales of lust, greed, and the five other…
The word ”asshole” reverberated throughout New York’s Film Forum as the press screening of The Agony and the Ecstasy of Phil Spector, which plays there through July 13, ended. As…
Birds of a feather flock together this week, as I pull from the stacks two recent releases that a) have our feathered friends in their titles, b) are psychological thrillers,…
Once again Popdose didn’t send me to Cannes, and I imagine Toronto, Venice, and Telluride are off my itinerary. (If you think it should, start a Facebook campaign, or Twitter….
”Someone explain to me why everyone believes in an impending zombie apocalypse,” requested George A. Romero of the crowd gathered to meet him at a recent sold-out screening of his…
Is ”I didn’t mind it too much” sufficient criticism of a $200 million dollar behemoth? Probably not for the front office, which demand that we be a little more forthcoming…
”Aging Gen-Xer Doesn’t Find Bad Movies Funny Anymore” read a headline in The Onion last year, and, no joke, it might as well have been about me. I don’t find…
Last week, Hit Girl. This week, Hit Pensioner, as Michael Caine mows ’em down as Harry Brown. This is familiar territory for Caine, whose nasty gangland thriller Get Carter still…
With January and February showing signs of life over the last two years April is now the pre-summer season dumping ground for the also-rans, the never-weres, and The Losers. Furry…
He’s 40 going on 41. Coming off a breakdown. Underemployed, perhaps unemployable. Convinced in the absolute rightness of his convictions and the utter wrongness of yours. Believes wholeheartedly in Dorothy…
Flicks don’t get any more testicular than 1999’s The Boondock Saints, a Beantown-flavored slab of Tarantino attitude that emerged as a minor cult hit. The sequel, with the marquee-hogging title…
I first saw Michael Sheen in his native England, in a 1999 National Theatre revival of John Osborne’s ”angry young man” play Look Back in Anger. I’d heard that he…
The Wizard of Oz has influenced every movie made since it opened in 1939, or so I’ve read. Off the top of my head I’m not so sure: On the…