Sometimes movie gets it so right you want grab the screen by its imaginary collars and drag it passionately toward you. For a fleeting, transitory moment, the film is yours and yours alone; it’s coming home with you and everyone else you pass on the way is seething with jealousy. “Too bad. This one is mine,” you smirk rubbing, their noses in it. “You can have it when I’m finished.” Continue reading →