In this week’s No Concessions, Bob Cashill takes a look at the new Shout! Factory reissue of Dalton Trumbo’s Johnny Got His Gun.
Bob Cashill
Though a few days overdue by the calendar, Enchanted April (1992) has finally made it to DVD. And, boy, did I need it. The movie tells us that what women…
Directing an Oscar-nominated picture might earn you the respect of your peers, but it doesn’t make you immune from the vagaries of the Hollywood studio system, as Rod Lurie has learned firsthand: the direct-to-DVD fate of his two most recent projects was just one of the topics addressed during a recent chat with Bob Cashill.
In this week’s installment of No Concessions, Bob Cashill has his cinematic face rocked off by Anvil! The Story of Anvil.
No Doubt about it: writer-director John Patrick ShanleyÁ¢€â„¢s commentary track makes his film of his hit play a more satisfying experience the second time around. Not that it was entirely…
Spinning Into Butter has taken a few twists and turns on the road to todayÁ¢€â„¢s release. Shooting began in October 2005, back when Catherine Crier still had her live show…
Last week, Lance Berry brought word of a death in the DVD rental market. Today, I write of a renaissance in the sales market, at least for Á¢€Å“catalogÁ¢€ buyers like…
I got word that Natasha Richardson had died Wednesday evening. But the Internet had killed her off Tuesday afternoon. And that bothers me. Word came via an erroneous report on…
The boss nicked the best DVDs off the pile this week, leaving the lowly, cringing film editor to consider Punisher: War Zone, a Christmas season sequel that was out of…
True-life gangland sagas look to be the mob hits of the year. The Fourth of July weekend brings Michael MannÁ¢€â„¢s Public Enemies, a vintage slice of 20th century Americana, with…
Siskel and Ebert went two thumbs up on Ironweed in 1987, but most other reviewers joined audiences and went thumbs down, way down, on this adaptation of William KennedyÁ¢€â„¢s 1984…
Even if you don’t like what the Academy Awards represent–those questionable nominees, that PR flackery, all the “industry” sanctimony–it’s more than possible to enjoy the show itself. Didn’t we all…
IÁ¢€â„¢m not a huge fan of animated features. The Disney classics may have spoiled me: Like comets, they only came streaking into theaters once every few years, and the experience…
Clint Eastwood is having the last sneer on the Oscars. As three of the five best picture nominees struggle for a box office bounce (and one, The Reader, has become…
There was a time, not too long ago, that when the Oscar nominations were announced, IÁ¢€â„¢d seen all the nominated films. Indeed, IÁ¢€â„¢d seen all the significant movies of the…
I met my wife in Hong Kong. But my first love there was Jackie Chan. I wasnÁ¢€â„¢t alone in my affection: His movies, released on major holidays, were fun-for-the-family events,…
Rod Lurie says he likes my blog. HeÁ¢€â„¢s a friendÁ¢€”well, a Facebook friend, anyway. I might recuse myself from reviewing his latest film, Nothing But the Truth, but I should…
Á¢€Å“You have no will, no mind of your own,Á¢€ intones the dastardly villain in The Brides of Fu Manchu, one-half of a horripilating double feature available today. Fu, I hear…
It was easy to laugh at the Oscars recently, when, after a montage of heart-swelling moments from earnest, socially conscious, liberal-minded pictures about the ills of our society, host Jon…
Chances are youÁ¢€â„¢ve already missed Halloween. No, not the carving of the pumpkins or the trick-or-treating, which IÁ¢€â„¢ll feel less foolish doing when I bring my daughter. (IÁ¢€â„¢m a sucker…
Necessity is the mother of invention. I just didnÁ¢€â„¢t make it to the multiplex this week, but, fearing reprimand by my masters here at Popdose, figured I had to come…
Body of Lies didnÁ¢€â„¢t have to do much to impress me. ItÁ¢€â„¢s the first movie IÁ¢€â„¢ve seen since becoming a dad, and the switch from explosive poops to plain old…
Warning: this weekÁ¢€™s column is going to get ugly, and fast. We start with Choke, an adaptation of Chuck PalahniukÁ¢€™s novel, which is also a love letter to its star,…
Outside of a few odds and ends, the summer movie season pretty much concludes today. Throw the tarp over the pool, recondition the leaf blower, itÁ¢€â„¢s done. If youÁ¢€â„¢re willing…
If I ever run for office, and someone asks the drug-use question, I can honestly say I didnÁ¢€â„¢t inhale. While pop-music critics are a Dionysian lot, snorting coke off groupiesÁ¢€â„¢…
Maybe IÁ¢€â„¢ve been overthinking things. Worrying too much about the corrosive effects of superheroes on the cinema and all that. I did 1,500 words on The Dark Knight last week,…
Watching a superdeluxe presentation of The Dark Knight unfold across the eight-story-tall IMAX theater in Manhattan, I had a nagging question: why was the mayor of Gotham City wearing eyeliner…
Like the humans who misjudge or underestimate the big red lug on the big screen, I must apologize to Hellboy. Our first encounter, in 2004, was not a happy one….
Sex. You know you want it Á¢€” and I know youÁ¢€â„¢re not getting it from the movies. And I know youÁ¢€â„¢re not because IÁ¢€â„¢ve been looking myself, and coming up…
I have violated the covenant between reader and critic. You, the reader, expect me, the critic, to leave his home in Brooklyn, get on the subway, and attend screenings 25…