Three film reviews, one sputterance and one obituary.
Steve McQueen’s 12 Years A Slave is a powerful film. It’s arguably not quite as nuanced as McQueen’s last two films, but then again, this is a film about slavery. Not really an institution known for its nuances.
One By Two is the first crack in my 2014 resolution to not watch godawful films.
Honestly, I wasn’t expecting to be too moved by August: Osage County. I thought this adaptation of Tracy Letts’s play would basically circle around Tennessee Williams territory. But August: Osage County is a vicious, heartbreaking film that seriously questions our adoration of the conventional family. By the time August: Osage County drew to a close, I desperately needed a cupcake.
Rahul Gandhi gave an interview to Arnab Goswami that would have been entirely fitting had it been in a Prakash Jha film. Since it wasn’t, I sputtered.
Finally, a piece remembering Philip Seymour Hoffman‘s brilliant acting career. Hoffman was found dead in his Manhattan apartment with a needle in his arm. When I wrote this piece, there wasn’t confirmation about precisely how much heroin was found. It turns out there were some 70-odd pouches of the stuff. That is utterly insane.