David James Keaton is Nick Hornby's long-lost evil, gaslighting brother.
David James Keaton is Nick Hornby's long-lost evil, gaslighting brother.
One of these classic extreme records where your appreciation of it speaks more about you than it does about the record itself.
Noah Baumbach's adaptation of Don DeLillo's contemporary classic is serviceable and, at times, memorable.
There is still magic left in Kevin Smith. Not that much, but it's still there.
You've seen this movie a hundred times before, but it still hits the spot.
I've read over a thousand books in my life, but less than 10 actually changed it.
It was impossible to avoid this movie in the Holidays. I tried, believe me.
A phenomenal first act that results in just a very good, very smart movie.
This is the best novel with the most incomprehensible premise you've ever read.
Well, who would’ve thought a band named Dødsmaskin really sounds like a death machine?
A little too iconoclast and self-referential to be a classic, but quite Coen-y nonetheless.
Danger Slater makes dadaism (and mid-century monster movies) cool again.
