My desire to pursue a career in film criticism ended during high school, when I realized I'd be required to watch a lot of movies that didn't remotely appeal to me. Such an occupation sounded positively awful.
Considering the movie's interweaving of the kid's nightmares and his waking life experiences, blurring the lines between reality and dark fantasy, the filmmakers certainly left it up to individual interpretation.
When I first discovered Sneak Previews in 1980, Gene Siskel and Roger Ebert's Dogs Of The Week feature, introduced by Spot The Wonder Dog, quickly became my favorite part of the show.
But, since sometime after 2012…as one of those parents…when it comes to Pet Sematary, I just haven’t been able to get through it. The anguish in the story is just too overwhelming.
As if symbolizing Charlie's total abandonment of reason, compassion and humanity, this, for me, was the most frightening shot in the entire movie.
The trial should've been open and shut, but turned out to be quite the mess. At least Bulger, cold-blooded killer that he was, rightfully wound up behind bars for the rest of his life. And now, the rest of his life has arrived at its conclusion.
Saturday Night Fever is not a polite movie. Or a feel-good buffet of sunny escapism. It's a frequently gritty slice-of-life character drama, stocked with complicated characters, illustrating some hard, uncomfortable truths.