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: film analysis
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).
My Year(s) With Gary 