With the newest announcement of Tom Holland as Spider-man and an article for The Atlantic, Spagettit and I debate whether the British have actually taken over, the pros and cons of acting training, and give you a brief detour to Colton Haynes.
Vanessa and Evelyn finally face off and prepare for battle, Sir Malcolm is going mad, Caliban gets himself into some trouble…while Lily and Dorian have some fun, and it’s another full moon so you know this doesn’t bode well for a certain someone.
Last year I remarked that watching Foxcatcher was like having your spirit in a vice grip. I was unsure a movie could top the oppressive nature of that film, but then along came The Tribe, a beautifully rendered film, which proves to be just as corrosive to the soul. Unlike that previous film, this movie beckons you to join its sadistic pleasures, from its alluring long takes to the fact that there are no subtitles for the sign language. Try though you might, you can’t but help lean into the film, even as the sheer bleakness provides no recourse.
In terms of years of film that had an impact, 1995 is certainly near the bottom. Not that there weren’t cultural landmarks and interesting films but nothing quite sticks out as the OMG this movie! So how then do you quantify a year like this? Well if you look at the following list of awards, you can see that you have to try and glean nominations from everywhere and enjoy one of the craziest movie years.
With much of the news and discourse these past few weeks surrounding white people attempting to be black and do black things, On the Floor tackles what happens when white directors decide they want to tell black stories. We argue quite a bit about whether it works, who did it best, and where we are
Sir Malcolm finally sees the light, while Angelique makes a discovery about her beau Dorian…and truly Victor has no idea what is in store for him when it comes to his two creations.