This one has a shockingly young, skin-headed Gary Oldman banging around in a giant metal pot, and if that doesn't sell you on Meantime, then I just don't know what will.
Tag: cinephile
Twenty-One: Mank, the Writer, the Holy Fool, and the Organ-Grinder’s Monkey
It's Manksgiving, y'all.
Nineteen: The Scarlet Letter, Alcoholism, and “Being True”
The movie was hammered with bad reviews at the time. "Yeah," concedes Gary, "but there's some good work in there."
Eighteen: The Book of Eli, Westerns, and the Politics of Faith
As gunslingers and sinners, they each need redemption, but they suck at going about it-- one moreso than the other, maybe, but they're both in trouble. And no, I'm not talking about the 2020 election (okay, I am, kind of).
Sixteen: Hannibal, Scary Makeup, and Hiding in Plain Sight
Verger is an incredibly revolting character, but not because of his lewk.
Tiny Gary has Big Weekend Plans
Preview of coming attractions. I don't think Real Gary would be as pleased about Lost in Space as Tiny Gary apparently is.
Two: Robocop, Reinvention, & Nostalgia
Gary Oldman, in his little round spectacles, probably deserves better lines than the following: "Aleeeeeeeex! ALEX! Alex. Alex! Alex! ALEEEEX CAN YOU HEAR ME? Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex, no!" (Clearly he cannot hear you, Gary, or he probably would have mentioned it by now).
{My Year with Gary: A Prologue}
First thing's first: Gary Oldman, probably the best actor alive with the strangest filmography, has appeared in 54 feature films, 3 TV movies, and a variety of other projects. Some of them are brilliant, and some of them are very, very bad. I am going to watch all of them.
My Year(s) With Gary 