What is it about Akira Kurosawa’s Yojimbo that demands that it got numerous remakes in other forms? Well, that’s an easy question to answer: it’s
What is it about Akira Kurosawa’s Yojimbo that demands that it got numerous remakes in other forms? Well, that’s an easy question to answer: it’s
Kids these days. I swear, sometimes I despair.Back in the days before CGI, colour correcting and online movie pundits who seem to think it’s cool
Possibly one of the most overused tropes in crime cinema is that of the honorable hitman; a guy cold-blooded and malajusted enough to kill people
Sometimes, you get a couple of films that are so similar, even the slightest chance of coincidence is all but utterly impossible. However, it takes
I love noticing weird little parallels that lurk just under the surface, don’t you; I mean, for example, just take Under Paris: Xavier Gens’ new
70s exploitation cinema is nothing to fuck around with. If you’re of a nervous disposition and prefer your heroes more clean cut and virtuous, then
I don’t think I’d be too out of line by suggesting that during the 90s, Tony had supposed Ridley about who was the best Scott
After making a slew of cutting edge thrillers in Hollywood since 1939, Alfred Hitchcock decided to return to home soil to make Stage Fright, a
To say that Alfred Hitchcock loved a gimmick is an understatement the size of claiming that Norman Bates is close to his mum; but in
For such a seemingly “normal” director as John Boorman, he didn’t half go all in when it came to cramming cinema full of batshit, crazy.
After crafting a filmography full of malicious mistaken identities and craven conspiracies, how does someone like Alfred Hitchcock let his hair down after decades of
There’s something about a thriller that’s located under the harsh glare of the of an unforgining sun that has a particular bite to it. Obviously
Anyone else get the sneaking suspicion that director Peter Hyams wanted to be Ridley Scott so bad?I’m ribbing, of course (although, I wouldn’t minded seeing
The year is 1990. A much younger me is out at the cinema with a group of friends for someone’s birthday. A decision has to
“The Birds Is Coming!” screamed early ads for Alfred Hitchcock’s horror/thriller, simultaneously giving grammar nazis an utter conniption and alerting 60s cinema goers that something
I don’t know about you, but I feel that Rose Glass’ searing Saint Maud came along at exactly the right time. A devastating glimpse into
The American crime movie has always been cool as it usually features really bad people doing really bad things in a way that’s perversely endearing;
Despite being labelled a Master of Suspense who regularly delved into the dark recesses of the human psyche in thrillers concerning murder, deceit and scandal,
Preserving the secret of a film that’s armed itself with devastating twist is becoming something of a lost art. Be it through careless posting on
Give Alfred Hitchcock a decent plot and the man was untouchable – his intuitive use of the camera would certainly guarantee that – but give