Pink Ribbons, Inc. (Pool, 2011)
Pink Ribbons, Inc. is really three different documentaries: one that works, one that doesn't, and one that is mildly effective but distracts and detracts from the principle message.
Pink Ribbons, Inc. is really three different documentaries: one that works, one that doesn't, and one that is mildly effective but distracts and detracts from the principle message.
I've often said I would pay to watch Tom Wilkinson or Judi Dench read the phone book. I'm just not sure how I feel about watching them remake The Breakfast Club.
I have been busy podcasting over at Film Geek Radio. New episodes include discussions with Todd C. Truffin about Blue Like Jazz, Primary Colors, and Love Free or Die.
Big Boys Gone Bananas!*, aside from having the distinction of the hardest title in awhile to spell correctly, is the kind of film of which every documentary film festival needs at least one. It’s not exactly a feel good story, but it is a feel better story.
Nobody has ever hated me the way Christians have hated me.
Italy Love It or Leave It is a modest film, almost modest enough to work.
Peter Nicks's The Waiting Room is the sort of documentary that advocates on either side of the American health care debate could end up pointing at to bolster their ideological claims.
"The Tea Party does not represent this district, I do."
I think the thing that may disarm some viewers who are predisposed to dislike or be offended by Turn Me on Dammit! is that it isn't really, truly, in the final analysis, about the sex.
Six years after An Inconvenient Truth, it is depressing, maddening, and probably a little counterproductive that the immanent global catastrophe film has become a genre unto itself