“For it is an affair of the State…to prevent a people from being driven into the arms of spiritual lunacy…Everywhere we meet germs that represent

“I loathe those Russian plays, all full of women staring out of windows, whining about ducks going to Moscow.” —Withnail, in Withnail and I What

A cabin in the mountains above Anahim Lake. An old man is sitting on his porch, talking to his grandson: Old Man: “These are sad

Watching Arthur Hiller’s The Babe (1992) for the second time, I had an epiphany.  Now, epiphanies are never things to be taken lightly, but they

WARNING!! This month’s movie was the work of the same people responsible for the either brilliant or extremely annoying My Dinner With Andre (1981). Do

[Author’s Note:  If you’ve never seen Solaris, I strongly recommend you read nothing about the film before you watch it.  Enter Tarkovsky’s world with no

“Die in silence.” The biggest danger facing any revolutionary is found within the literal meaning of the word itself:  to revolve is to go around

Growing up, everyone burns a few bridges.  Sometimes the fire’s deliberate, sometimes it’s not.  The wrong gesture, the words said or unsaid, the letter never

Video Available on Bing Video I can take a hint.  Having grudgingly allowed me to exceed my allotted number of column-inches in last month’s paper,

Some spiritual journeys are healing and empowering. Some aren’t. CBC Radio’s excellent Sunday afternoon series Tapestry covers the former very well. R.L. Thomas’ 1981 film

My doorknob keeps on turnin’ It must be spooks around my bed My doorknob keeps on turnin’ must be spooks around my bed I have

One of these years, I’ll get my timing right.  It’s just occurred to me that reviewing Fritz Lang’s Scarlet Street (1945) in the same month