Favorite films

  • You Can Count on Me
  • Detour
  • Point Break
  • Nashville

Recent activity

  • Copshop


  • Materna


  • The Evening Hour


  • Nobody


Recent reviews

  • Copshop



    Everybody (including me) was up in arms when they announced an Escape From New York remake with Gerard Butler, but given the man-of-few-words-and-fewer-fucks-given he plays here and the sense of fun he's having in the role, I'd now welcome the project if it were directed by Joe Carnahan, who has in essence made his own John Carpenter siege movie with Copshop.

    As with his underseen Stretch, character-driven carnage is the mode I like latter day Carnahan in best, his dialogue…

  • Materna



    One of my most anticipated of the year has ended up being one of my favourites of 2021, which is always satisfying.

    I got the greatness from Kate Lyn Sheil in this that I wanted from She Dies Tomorrow, and Materna actually serves as a great reminder as to why she's one of my very favourite actors; the fact that she doesn't even need a scene partner and minimal dialogue to mesmerisingly hold your attention for the film's first twenty-eight…

Popular reviews

  • Kingsman: The Golden Circle

    Kingsman: The Golden Circle

    In place of rapey anal jokes (unless you count the title), we've got an extended fingering gag!

    They may dress like it, but none of the characters or the makers of this repellant trash have any class or clue about acting like a gentleman.

    For a second time, Matthew Vaughn tries to sell us on the idea of Colin Firth's Harry Hart being a firm believer of "manners maketh man", but these are empty words, for this even fouler-mouthed sequel's…

  • The Fabulous Baker Boys

    The Fabulous Baker Boys


    In my least favourite decade of film, The Fabulous Baker Boys is immediately one of my favourites of the '80s for being the polar opposite of the avarice represented by the era on-screen.

    Hard-bitten, wintery photography makes the bottom of show business feel bottomless; the small-time struggles of a lounge trio cut through with a line of smart-alecky cynicism as sharp and sad as unforgiving Seattle winds.

    Pithy patter masks fifteen years of pathetic artistic compromise, while a constant fog…