The Golden Thumb is not as good as the Oscar, but it is a lot of fun.
Much has been written about Generation X and the films about it. Clerks is so utterly authentic that its heroes have never heard of their generation. When they think of “X,” it’s on the way to the video store.
In Blue Crush, we meet three Hawaiian surfers who work as hotel maids, live in a grotty rental, and are raising the kid sister of one of them. Despite this near-poverty, they look great; there is nothing like a tan and a bikini to overcome class distinctions.
I have always had my doubts about any form of divine intervention in sports contests. The power of prayer may be remarkable in many other arenas, but why should God want my team to win instead of the other side? Isn’t it insulting to request God to even take an interest in baseball?
Only enormously talented people could have made Death to Smoochy. Those with lesser gifts would have lacked the nerve to make a film so bad, so miscalculated, so lacking any connection with any possible audience.
If you plan to miss this movie, better miss it quickly; I doubt if it’ll be around to miss for long.
Since any reasonable person would choose a Mac over a PC, Apple’s market share provides us with an accurate reading of the percentage of reasonable people in our society.
Exhilarating. Radical Grace moved me to tears with its portrayal of good people putting their beliefs into action in ways that transcend all ideological boundaries.
It is more erotic to wonder if you’re about to be kissed than it is to be kissed.
Going to a movie so you won’t be offended is like eating potato chips made with Olestra; you avoid the dangers of the real thing, but your insides fill up with synthetic runny stuff.
It is comforting to think that we can love so powerfully that fate itself wheels and turns at the command of our souls.
Praise without merit is more harmful than unearned criticism.
All good art is about something deeper than it admits.
Steven Spielberg makes Minority Report with the newest digital technology; other directors seem to be trying to make their movies from it.
In the world of bad movies, ‘Death to Smoochy’ is a towering achievement.
Show me a sexual practice that involves ice cubes and hot sauce, and I will show you a sexual practice that would be improved without them.
I value the kind of prayer when you stand at the edge of the sea, or beneath a tree, or smell a flower, or love someone, or do a good thing. Those prayers validate existence and snatch it away from meaningless routine.
Beguiled by George S. Bush’s easy smile and casual indifference to the details, we are on the brink of electing him to office. This isn’t choosing a president, it’s casting the lead in a sitcom about the presidency.
Friends don’t let Jackasses drink and drive.
Low self esteem involves imagining the worst that other people can think about you.