Opening Titles and Song: Pulp Fiction (1994)
Once again during this time of isolation stemming from the spread of COVID-19, have listened to music to keep sane. Distracting myself with YouTube videos discussing…
Once again during this time of isolation stemming from the spread of COVID-19, have listened to music to keep sane. Distracting myself with YouTube videos discussing…
As a certain auteur’s film debut approaches its twenty-fifth anniversary, easy to see why in the two-and-a-half decades since Reservoir Dogs‘ release1, it maintains an influence that’s…
Way back when, I did not publish a year-end piece on those articles I most enjoyed reading for the period. Routinely, my online browsing turns up a…
About five years ago, my friend J.D. — he of the wonderful RADIATOR HEAVEN blog — wrote about a particular meme that had arisen in the ether back then. Since…
To put it mildly, Burt Reynolds has had an interesting career — feel free to read in the old Chinese blessing slash curse at this point. His charismatic presence with early recurring roles on the Gunsmoke and Riverboat television series got many people’s attention (mine included, as a kid transfixed with TV). He parlayed that into larger and larger film roles.
Writer Dennis Cozzalio, he of the wonderfully titled Sergio Leone and the Infield Fly Rule site, is well-regarded for his in-depth knowledge and thoughtful essays he gladly shares…
If last year is to be believed (seems so long ago now), I began a change, as I mentioned in April. Previously, I did not have a…
Two things drove this particular Forgotten Film post. First, since good friends and colleagues Paula (of Paula’s Cinema Club) and Kevin (aka Jack Deth) hosted and…
As I mentioned some weeks ago, I remain a fan of the ahead of its time, little seen, and under-appreciated masked crime fighter TV series from…
Continuing my thoughts from last February regarding the use of song in film, I’ll reiterate some that I’ve previously said. “Needle dropped” tunes are not considered…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time series that was begun here. Since he was the impetus for the TMT series, something I’ve milked shamelessly, I owe the blogger and writer otherwise known as Colonel Mortimer a lot. I also must directly credit him for giving me a chance at this particular year old memory. For without his heads-up post from last February, who knows if I’d have had the chance to purchase tickets to see something here in my hometown that hadn’t been seen, outside a coastal town in France, except by a handful.
Previous: Courtroom Drama This is the continuation of a series I began in January of this year that examines and remarks on The American Film Institute and its recent propensity to create…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. Since this film opened in the United States 17…
Sometimes, there are songs that simply catch me off-guard with the oddness in their melody. Perhaps, a ballad garners consideration merely by its unexpected presence in…