Desire is exhausting.
It doesn’t sound like doom and it doesn’t sound like folk; it sounds like the slow formation of something that shouldn’t exist but somehow does.
The first political thriller where everyone’s both right and wrong (and that’s the point).
Hell House endures because it’s not really about haunting, it’s about how hard it is to let anything go.
A movie that refuses to make you feel smart for liking it and I mean this in the best possible way.
his is the record you’ll reach for when the noise of a burning world matches the noise within.
The important thing is to power through and powering through is Author & Punisher’s MO.
A clever reengineering of American Psycho: what if you were looking for something real and the world constantly disappointed you?
It sounds like a legendary rave your subconscious recorded while you were passed out on the bathroom floor.
You’re not watching someone solve their problems, you’re watching someone dissolve into them.
John Wick, if he were real, a little sadder, and more likely to stub his toe.
I thought I’d hate it for being too simple and straightforward, but I actually enjoyed it for being simple and straightforward.
