Revisiting "Snow Day" in 2017 is illuminating, if a bit disappointing. Grind up your average family-friendly teen romance, season it with unsustainable 90s largesse and stuff it into commercial-grade casing, and you get this wonderfully escapist moralizing tale that says a lot more about the past than the future.
At this point in Tarantino’s career, it’s useless to talk about his films in terms of “are they racist?” or “are they too violent?” “Sort of” is the answer in either case, because there will always be something inherently skeevy about a white-as-Adidas film geek who peppers his scripts with the n-word, no matter how thematically justified, poetically pronounced, or Sam Jackson-approved their use is, and the same goes for the extreme comic violence.
'The Hateful Eight' shows how a a nice dose of 'Everybody's-evil-and-then-they-die' is a legitimately effective way to bring people together. Everybody dies, even the good people, and you're laughing a little bit as they die.
The characters in this movie don’t even so much as lock lips, let alone tear off their stormtrooper armor and go down into the proverbial sarlacc pit, but nostalgia, by its very nature, is pornographic.
Cinema in Review | A Million and One Reasons to Skip the New Star Wars, or: Why Were There No Boners?
Yeah, the new Star Wars movie was kickass. The FX were good. The writing was funny, the new cast is great…it was fine...