Loaded with a big name cast hamming it up to the nines, Joel and Ethan Coen return having shamelessly plumbed and thumbed the contents of their contact list to wield some starry-eyed gloss to their affectionate, yet also occasionally cutting, look at the Hollywood machine in the 1950s in Hail, Caesar.
Following on from an original film that caught the movie industry, well, if not sleeping, exactly, then definitely in the throes of a nice mid-afternoon nap, The Second Best Exotic Marigold Hotel is once again open about its desire to plunder the silver-mopped audience for box office spoils.
“I think that really does a huge disservice to film criticism and to film…. It should be worth more than that” In 1994, when filmmaker Steve James was merely 29 years of age, he made the acclaimed docume... Read More...
Considerably overweight and out of love. Cruelly bullied by the brutes in the work place and showing signs of arrested development at home. At the age of 43, Fusi (Gunnar Jonsson) is locked in a life marked only by its stasis.