The musical "The Phantom of the Opera" will always hold a special place in my heart. Not because of a memorable stage experience or anything of that ilk.
It's interesting how one visionary can get inspired and eventually embrace the work of a fellow visionary.
Stranded and drinking the sweat from your soaking bandana. Feeling the heat rip apart your body as you struggle to breathe. Then you turn to watch a gust of sand rip across the entire world you know. Welcome to the Gobi Desert.
It's been seven long years since we have heard from one of the greater comedic writer-directors working in Hollywood today. The man crafted together such classic comedy-dramas as As Good As it Gets, Broadcast News, and the eternal Terms of Endearment. James L.
The adventures of the Baudelaire children, crafted by ghost-writer Lemony Snicket aka Daniel Handler, have seen nearly a dozen novels and have entranced legions of die-hard fans. It is kind of like that other small literary phenomenon known as Harry Potter.
The comparison to Harry on paper and sales may be relevant, but the content is vastly different. There is no magic here.
For better or worse, Jim Carrey is one of those actors who can't escape being Jim Carrey. It doesn't matter what role he plays, you're left with the feeling that it's Jim Carrey on the screen pretending to be someone else.
Being a Baudelaire child is an interesting experience.
The world of boxing has been analyzed to death by the motion picture industry.
The assembly of such an impressive cast that Ocean's Eleven had seemed to be only an act that a director like Robert Altman (The Player and Short Cuts) could accomplish. But do it twice, that's unheard of.
Some movies you just know are going to be great. Alas, this is not one.
I was disappointed in Ocean's Twelve and I'm not quite sure why.
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