Here’s something to be thankful for: Martin Scorsese doesn’t have a Quentin Tarantino-esque, self-imposed “10 Movies and I’m Out” rule. Now 80 years old, Scorsese has directed upward of 45 (!) films—though he hasn't put his name on a project since 2019's The Irishman. So, it was only a matter of time until he announced his follow-up, Killers of the Flower Moon.
Based on David Grann’s 2017 true crime bestseller, Killers Of The Flower Moon: The Osage Murders And The Birth Of The FBI, the upcoming picture will star Scorsese favorites Leonardo DiCaprio and Robert De Niro.
Susan and Christopher Edwards kept to themselves. A quiet, odd-to-many couple, they spent all of their time together in their flat in London's East End, and all of their money on signed Hollywood and WWII memorabilia. Though Susan’s parents, William and Patricia Wycherley, disappeared one day in May of 1998 from their semi-detached home in Forest Town, Mansfield, none of the neighbors seemed to think twice when their daughter showed up and explained that they had moved to Ireland to enjoy some of that good, clean air in their old age.
Netflix has really been doling out heavy fare lately, hasn't it? Last week, it was the stellar—if uncomfortable—May December. In a couple weeks, we'll see Bradley Cooper's uber-dramatic Maestro. This week? It's the apocalyptic Leave the World Behind.
Based on Rumaan Alam’s novel of the same name, the film follows the Sanford family, who head on an impromptu trip from Brooklyn to Long Island. Their rental house is beautiful, the kids are happy, and there’s even a pool!
If you're trying to pull off a time travel plot in any story, things get pretty damn complicated. Doing a Groundhog Day schtick is even more difficult. Very few films, especially, have ever stuck the landing. (Groundhog Day, of course, is one of them.) So you can imagine why my ears perked up when the Loki Season Two finale had the God of Mischief looking like Bill Murray.
In the final episode, which debuted Thursday night, our hero (Tom Hiddleston) not only learns that he can control time, but that time still controls him.
My high school statistics teacher was one of the first people to entertain my love of television. He was also the first to tell me about a show called Lost that debuted on ABC in September 2004. Having missed the whole first season and some of the second, he burned me bootleg DVDs to watch over spring break. By the time I came back, I was hooked. I followed Jack and Sawyer and Kate and Sun all the way to the end of the series, and I remember watching the finale episode in my sparsely furnished college apartment with a pizza and a bottle of wine.