The Other Side of the Wind
There’s certainly a mystique that draws one to its many unwieldy contours and jagged edges, but searching for deeper meanings and comprehending its lasting value is a tall task.
Postmodern Nonsense
The Leftovers
There are passages of genuine beauty and joy and weirdness and sadness here, and Lindelof is trying to blaze a generally interesting trail, but all of it feels so calculated, unnatural, and unfelt by its writer.
Last Year at Marienbad
It explores the mnemonic tendencies of the human mind, our idiosyncratic mix-ups of random facts and details, the way our memories often replay out of order, repeat themselves, and morph into falsity over time.
Metal Gear Solid
Metal Gear Solid probably isn’t the steaming pile of phooey that I made it out to be; but it most definitely does not stack up against the retrospective acclaim it still receives.