I shouldn’t taint a review with mention of crap, but it appears The Lone Ranger is tanking at the box office, normally a windfall weekend over July 4th. Will it be part of the ‘perfect storm’ of financial disasters that Steven Spielberg predicts will change theatrical distribution of films for good? If so,
THE KILLOUGH CHRONICLES | REVIEW
by James Killough
I’ve always liked Michael Winterbottom’s name because it makes my inner snickering pubescent, who hovers just slightly under the surface of my persona, think about having sex with a young buck under a Christmas tree. The young buck is wearing a Santa hat and nothing more. Okay, maybe work boots.
Steve Coogan (seen here in "24 Hour Party People") is becoming the Marcello Mastroianni to Winterbottom's Fellini.
Winterbottom is a British director who works with admirable speed, intelligence and ferocity in terms of the issues he tackles. I’ve never met him, but judging by his work he’s a real mensch; he was one of the first to turn a camera on the nasty injustices of Guantanamo. The only thing I know about him is that he owes a large part of his success and his ability to get his films made, despite a lack of box office success, thanks to his long-term partnership with his producer, Andrew Eaton.