Michael Shannon

REVIEW: ‘The Iceman’ Attempts to Humanize the Sadistic Psychopath

I apologize for reviewing a film that has already been out a few weeks, but I can’t wrap my enthusiasm for anything coming out this long weekend. I figured readers might be looking for alternatives themselves, but… let’s just say I won’t be doing it again, even if it means having to sit through Fast & Furious 7.

Ariel Vromen’s The Iceman is a film I was curious about when I first saw the trailer at the end of last summer; it was one of the few to make it into the trifecta of fall festivals— Venice, Toronto and Telluride—that is often a predictor for Oscar consideration. In an early awards post,

Ring Around A Volcano


by James Killough

I know, I was supposed to post on Tuesday, but I’m not sure that properly speaking I had a Tuesday.  Well, I had sort of one, but it was in Delhi, which wasn’t really a Tuesday in the West, and we’re on a PST time schedule at PFC.  I worked flat-out all day, wrapped my last shoot a half hour before I travelled for twenty-eight hours home, eighteen of which were on a non-stop flight from Dubai to LA.  We had to skirt the volcano in Iceland and fly south.  The journey would have been more of a bitch than it was had it not been for the fact I was able to lie down and get a good night’s sleep, and gurgle when I was awake like a stupefied baby at the gazillion channels of entertainment on Emirates.

I would even be willing to endure a knee-lift like Demi if I thought I stood a chance with Kutcher.

I was going to blog from forty thousand feet, but I felt more inspired to watch inflight Hollywood crap.  Most of the plane was watching inflight Bollywood crap, which just goes to show that even when given the choice, Indians would rather keep it real with the caca; we will never prevail over them with our cinematic pablum.

Most inflight entertainment is crap that has just been released on DVD, which sort of justifies this mash-up of reviews.  In the case of Virgin Atlantic, which is more prone to have a selection of quality films side by side with the crap, they will often screen a British film that has yet to be released in the States, or an American one that hasn’t been released in the UK.  That’s what you get when a former entertainment company owns an airline: better contracts with the film companies.