For more than two decades, from 1967 to 1994 to be precise, Terence Hill and Bud Spencer where a mainstay of the spaghetti western genre.…
CIPC #69: The hound of the Baskervilles
Long, long time ago, when I started this blog, I already knew that, inevitably, I would end up talking about Sherlock Holmes. I don’t think…
CIPC #68: The hateful eight
Tarantino syndrome is a disease which has been affecting many young movies, often with a great pedigree, for decades now. A textbook case is offered…
CIPC #64: Back to the future part III
This is going to be a huge disappointment. Just imagine: for more than a year, my fans1 have been waiting, silently fearing my blog would…
CIPC #54: The black cat
They know. They all know. I’m convinced of it. All these directors, painters, marketeers – they all knew that, one day, a supreme weirdo would…
CIPC #52: From Russia with love
You know what? No. I’m fed up with it. Week after week I look at the infantile doodlings of some guy who has never seen…
CIPC #46: Independence day
Last week we talked about Red Bull, this week we’re tackling its cinematic counterpart: Roland Emmerich’s 1996 movie Independence day – which revived the disaster…
CIPC #31: The unbearable lightness of being
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that every single book with good reviews, must be in want of a movie version. Hence, with the inevitability…
CIPC #19: Lang leve de koningin
Due to enormous success1 the last time I commented on a chess-themed movie, I will do it again. This time, the focus will be on…
CIPC #17: 1984
One sure sign of an author’s lasting success is when his phrases and his words become common parlance. Very few authors have achieved this in…