For the past few years, writing about the art-film scene in Fresno has made me feel like a party host with a headache. Spider' lets us leave fear at the theater Talk about one smart spider. Gugino is proud to star in a family film For a brief time in your life, at least, parents are gods. When I was a tyke, I didn't think in such lowly terms as my Mom and Dad walking out the door each morning and going to work. The end of 'Crouching Tiger' leaves viewers on a cliff I'm in a spoiler mood today, so beware.
Reel violence has a soundtrack.
Real violence doesn't. No menacing strings to warn us of calamity to come, no jarring rhythms to punctuate each burst of gunfire. I'm drowning in bad movies. Sure, I could fawn over this week's Oscar-nominated art films till the wild boars come home. But I'm sure you'd rather jaw about the Big Jaw himself.