J.P. Porter — the hero of #AnnieHall, a new homage to Woody Allen’s classic, essential love letter to New York City — is a rather sassy guy who likes to talk. Admittedly, it’s mostly jabber fueled by neurotic preoccupations that belie an unshaken confidence, but it’s entertaining stuff. Hence his success with women nearly half his age. J.P. is too narcissistic to be considered a depressive, but he would definitely agree with Alvy Singer’s sentiment that life is “full of loneliness and misery and suffering and unhappiness and it’s all over much too quickly.” Keep Reading »
It’s a great week for experimental weirdness. I’ve been on a kick since I saw Hard To Be A God a couple weeks back at Anthology, which definitely isn’t a movie for everyone. Like seriously, if you brought your grandmother to it, she’d probably keel over and die. So be warned. Attendees from the earlier screening exited the theater as I walked in and I heard one mutter, “Definitely not a first date movie.” Keep Reading »
All sorts of weird things are happening this weekend– Friday the 13th, Valentine’s Day, Fashion Week– which leads me to believe that something awful is going on with the planets. Like, considering that no one has yet promised to buy me dinner and shower me in useless gifts on V-day, something is really, really off. And only something as powerful as the stars could make such impossible circumstances a reality. Keep Reading »
It’s that time of the week again– bow down to our illustrious cinematic picks for this week or risk choosing something embarrassing for your first attractive Tinder date in ages. It’s nothing but slim pickins in February. Everyone’s already paired off in anticipation of the big 1-4, otherwise known as vom. Yes, this is unfortunate and disgusting at the same time, but we know you just want in on the V-day fun. But we promise you that you will literally be alone forever if you continue to insist on dragging your love interest to see yet another installment of Taken. Oh, wait– sorry about that. But nevermind what we do, this is about you and your love life. Keep Reading »
Do you like lounging in your bathrobe while penning handwritten letters and listening to plinking harpsichord music? Well then you need to get out more. And these two Williamsburg events dedicated to Wes Anderson are pretty much guaranteed to be your kind of scene. Keep Reading »
Yeesh this week has been nightmarishly sedate. What with the “blizzard,” then the subways lumbering along like mortally wounded snakes for days after with no explanation, and the piles and piles of snow making everything about daily life just that much more terrible. Thankfully, things are a little more, uh, shall we say lubricated since it’s Friday. We suggest that, after you’ve had sufficient enough drinks at the bar you’ve been sitting at all day to forget who you are, you slither directly into a movie theater near you to rediscover your humanity. Keep Reading »
Drones aren’t just for drunk-flying onto the White House lawn. They’re also for getting killer shots of NYC during the snow (Gothamist unearthed the one above) and as the organizer of the first annual New York City Drone Film Festival told us recently, they make for some seriously jaw-dropping cinema. The film fest has now unleashed the list of shorts that will be in competition March 7 at the Directors Guild of America Theater. The fest is sold out, but don’t worry — we’ve found some of the contenders online and have embedded them for your viewing pleasure below. Keep Reading »
Well it’s been a short week here in the city and it almost feels like throwing your entire life into a garbage bin yet again would be a little bit premature. As Winnie the Pooh once said, “People say nothing’s impossible, but I do nothing everyday.” Do you want to look like Winnie the Pooh? Then don’t live like Winnie the Pooh, pawing at pots full of sweets all day and rolling around on your rump. Get out there and do something, even if that something is moving positions from sitting in front of one screen to lounging in front of a much larger screen. You still walked to the theater, right?
Whatever, just check out our list of five ways to not be Winnie the Pooh this weekend and beyond.
Nominees for the Academy Awards were announced today, which is either a total bore parade or an outrage-inducing annual occurrence, depending on your perspective of course. Generally we here at Reel Psyched (i.e. me) could care less about some gilded relic from Old Hollywood, a yearly spectacle that has become so much worse since the invention of HD television, something that has enabled throngs of unlucky viewers to clearly see the sweaty pores and close-to-bursting seams barely holding those half-dead, half-plastic polymer living, breathing action figures and laser-cut voodoo dolls together.
Man this week has been brutal. What with the snow and the slow-as-hell trains and the wind and the ice, how will we ever get through the magnified pain of daily existence from here until, like, May? An old-fashioned trip to the cinema, that’s how! There are a slew of great new films to see and some old ones screening this week too. Check out our picks for films this week below. Keep Reading »