One of you glorious sadists paid me a hundred dollars to watch a Cosmopolitan-themed Hillary Duff vehicle from 2010 whose hilariously regressive gender politics belong somewhere in the pre-Cosmopolitan 1950s.
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One of you kind-hearted sadists slipped me a hundred bucks to write about 2014’s The Identical an instant Christian camp classic about identical rock star twins switched at birth who both look and act exactly like Elvis Presley in a movie where, inexplicably, Elvis also exists.
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An ambitious, patron-funded exploration of the films of Sam Peckinpah begins with a look at his 1961 debut The Deadly Companions.
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Two decades ago, a young me REALLY did not care for SLC Punk! 20 years later, I still kind of hate it!
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One of you generous sadists had me re-watch co-writer/director Madonna’s ridiculous vanity project about Wallis Simpson and a horny contemporary woman who falls deep into lust with a hunky security guard played by a pre-stardom Oscar Isaac. It was quite poor.
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One of you generous souls paid me one hundred dollars to revisit 2002’s Roger Dodger, a prescient, incisive exploration of toxic masculinity that gave Campbell Scott one of his best roles and Jesse Eisenberg his big break.
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One of you kind-hearted patrons paid me a cool hundred dollars to experience the magic of Lily Tomlin’s legendary one-woman show The Search for Signs of Intelligent Life in the Universe.
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One of you kind folks paid me a cool hundred bucks to finally experience the notorious 1985 Disney fantasy flop, a movie that, to be honest, is pretty fucked up.
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One of you generous sadists paid me one hundred dollars to see a movie where Norm MacDonald voiced a talking Vampire Dog!?!
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One of you kind-hearted sadists gave me one hundred dollars to watch and write about an ABBA jukebox musical sequel that’s utterly ridiculous and all kinds of fun.
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