Transformers is everyone’s favourite summer movie. But guess what? Your cranky, resident film critic didn’t think much of it. Big surprise.
The stench of Tony Scott rests all over the two hour seizure experiment called Domino, and if that’s not a warning to the wise, then consider this: what is lacking in substance isn’t nearly made up for in style, though Scott dearly tries to convince us otherwise. He is well aware there’s nothing here but [...]
City rain falls in East Los Angeles. It’s a smell that brings memory of ozone, but there’s something dirty about it, like it’s been through a cloudbank of pure pollution. This is LA, so that’s probably it. I step out from the gated yard and clop clop clop to my car, noticing the odor. It’s [...]