Beau Is Afraid
Ari Aster mistakes amplitude for creative insight, inflating a slender conceit about childhood trauma into a three-hour pageant of middle-aged humiliation.
Crimes Against Art
Sandworms of Dune
This is cynical money-grubbing. On principle I am opposed to the burning of books, but I’m also opposed to throwing up, gouging out my own eyes, and holding a grudge against someone I’ve never met. This book makes me want to do all of those things.
Superman IV: The Quest for Peace
Christopher Reeve turns in his final performance as Superman and the franchise stumbles to a halt in the justly-maligned Superman IV: The Quest for Peace.
Danse Manatee
Danse Manatee is interesting as an artifact of the seminal experimental poppers’ early years, but if it wasn’t retroactively attributed to Animal Collective, it would have a (deservedly) small audience.
Hunters of Dune
Much of the intellectual and philosophical merit of Frank Herbert’s world has been stripped in favor of sci-fi flavored fluff.
The Alchemist
The Alchemist makes a mockery of an earnest search for truth, meaning, and spirituality.
Nine Princes in Amber
There is simply too much that is objectively bad to outweigh its positive attributes.