Buckaroo Banzai
For one moment, it seemed as though the Eighties might turn out OK.
Field notes on the movement and positioning of actors in movies.
For one moment, it seemed as though the Eighties might turn out OK.
In its silly way, this is a movie about female sexual power.
A non-compact topological group of bare-breasted women in G-strings.
How to survive not war, but peace, with one’s humanity intact?
Comical yet not funny, equal-opportunity in its portrayal of human folly, artificial in the extreme.
Single-night movies aren’t snapshots, they’re moonlit summoning rituals.
Beatnik gives us anti-highbrow Beat-ness without the exaltation.
How best to convey the pathos and tragedy of the Ex-Ex-Human Condition?
The unmentionable boogeyman is hermeneutic vertigo.
For captive and captor alike, there is no escape.
Cinema irrupts into the TV space.
Propaganda of the most dramatic and welcome kind.
Marlowe wanders the aisles of a supermarket at night.
Down in front!