Guilty Pleasures: Chris La Tray

Your Memory Will Fuck You I’m not gonna lie. I’m a pushover when it comes to movies. I tend to be the guy that Hollywood banks on to queue up and swallow a lot of their shit. Blockbusters? I watch ‘em. Not all of them, but plenty. For example, I’ll skip the new...

Guilty Pleasures: Bill Cameron

The Lord of the Rings, 1978 Directed by Ralph Bakshi Maybe I should start with my capsule review of Peter Jackson’s Lord of the Rings trilogy: It was … fine. To be a bit more specific, I found it to be a striking visual spectacle, yet ultimately flawed. So …...

Guilty Pleasures: Craig Johnson

Rancho Deluxe: My guilty pleasure By Craig Johnson. Author of The Cold Dish and Hell is Empty The New York Times 1975 review remarked that, “Rancho Deluxe’ was so cool, it was barely alive; first-rate ingredients and a finesse in assembling them do not quite either a...

GUILTY PLEASURES: Wallace Stroby

Universal mummy movies, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways. To clarify: I don’t mean the big-budget Brendan Fraser CGI fests, the garish Hammer films of the 1960s, or even the subtle and moody Boris Karloff/Karl Freund original from 1932. For me, there’s only...

Guilty Pleasures: Libby Fischer Hellman

“If Love is the Answer could you rephrase the Question?” Lily Tomlin made that comment decades ago, but it makes total sense for me today. The question – rephrased, of course — is what film constitutes my guilty pleasure. The answer, actually, is “Love,...