“Loud and Stompy” Should I really be reviewing Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire with even a hint of seriousness? Probably not. Read the title and convince me this movie is in any way made by even mildly serious filmmakers. Would barely serious filmmakers put a random x in the title of their movie? No,…

Tony Leung Ka-fai and Jane March in The Lover (1992) I still remember the hullabaloo about March’s debut in which it was rumored (like Christie and Sutherland two decades earlier in Don’t Look Now) that she was actually doing it. Amazing, really, that the public so often gets sucked into such nonsense. March plays a…

You are naked, covered in boils, and the only sensation you feel is that of a slow-moving concertina-wire working its way across your scrotum. The first cut, while quick, is brutally deep, and the night air is punctured just slightly by the distant sound of your testicles falling helplessly to the ground.

William Holden and Kay Lenz in Breezy (1973) Holden is a fave, having starred in brilliant stuff like Sunset Boulevard, The Wild Bunch and Network. Lenz, however, not so much. Here she plays an impulsive, free-spirited, braless hippy chick with a floppy hat, bell bottoms and an acoustic guitar that has her name emblazoned on…

There’s long been a belief that Europeans are more liberated than their stuffy, uptight British and American counterparts.