The Dead Don't Die
A leisurely film about the end of the world, with flesh-eating and lots of jokes and a few moments of eerie beauty.
Paul Reubens
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Pee-wee's Big Holiday (2016)
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Accidental Love (2015)
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Edwin
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Life During Wartime (2010)
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Andy
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Blow (2001)
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Derek Foreal
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Mystery Men (1999)
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Spleen
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Buddy (1997)
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Prof. Spatz
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Tim Burton's The Nightmare Before Christmas (1993)
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Lock
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Big Top Pee-wee (1988)
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Produced by
Roger Ebert
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Galaxy's Edge, Panels, Argus Panox and More: Highlights from the 2019 Star Wars Celebration
David Fowlie reports on the special presentations he saw at last week's Star Wars Celebration in Chicago.
In the '90s, Batman was at its best in Mask of the Phantasm
An appreciation of Batman: Mask of the Phantasm as its 25th anniversary approaches.
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Anthony Daniels on "Star Wars VII"; History of Action-Movie Heroes; Love in the films of Jacques Démy; Emma Thompson on Trump; How Netflix could change the movie business.
Who's Who In Reviews: Susan Wloszczyna
The movie questionnaire and 2015 reviews of RogerEbert.com film critic Susan Wloszczyna.
The Worst Movies of 2015 (So Far)
A list of the one-star reviews so far posted on RogerEbert.com this year.
#106 March 14, 2012
Marie writes: It's official. I have died and gone to heaven. For here below, as part of an ongoing series exploring Britain's architectural wonders, the Observer's architecture critic Rowan Moore, introduces a spectacular interactive 360-degree panoramic photograph of "The grand staircase in the St Pancras Renaissance hotel" - which I regard as one of the most beautiful pieces of architecture I have ever seen. I adore this building and always will; it's the stuff of dreams. (Click photo to enlarge.)
Go here to explore a 360 panoramic view of the grand staircase!
Indie security alert level: Severe
Every year good films show at the Toronto Film festival that never open anywhere near you. This year some good films played that may never open anywhere, even if you live in Toronto--or New York, San Francisco, Los Angeles, Seattle, Austin or upstairs over a Landmark Theater multiplex. Toronto is traditionally a lively marketplace for the purchase of film rights for new non-studio product: Indies, docs, foreign films. This year Harvey Weinstein paid $1 million for "A Single Man," and that was that. One sale, one movie, one million -- probably as little as Harvey has paid for a movie in some time.
Stands at yellow, rising toward orange
The makers of independent films don't have to send to learn for whom the bell tolls. It tolls for them. The bottom fell out of the market. That doesn't mean there were no other offers, but it means there were none that the sellers felt able to accept. It shows a collapse of confidence in the prospects of independent film distribution.
Don't take my word for it. Listen to Anne Thompson, who always knows what she's talking about. In her blog Thompson on Hollywood, she leads: "The old independent market is over." She quotes the producer Jonathan Dana: "It's a massacre. It's the end of funny money."
Thompson names a few of the films going home without deals, and it's depressing:
Superheroes: Men in tights
Superheroes may have been born in comic books, but they were made for the movies. Defying the laws of physics, and occasionally the laws of society, they tend to be transgressors whose supernatural powers (or costumes and gadgets) enable them to surpass the abilities of mortals when it comes to maintaining stability and order -- or, at least, exacting revenge -- whether they act on behalf of themselves or society (or the cosmos) at large. "Truth, justice and the American Way," as the Man of Steel might put it.
