A delightful post-modern screwball rom-com/crime-thriller/road movie hybrid that is funny, sexy, and tense in all the superficially scripted and formally competent ways you hope for out of a work of studio genre entertainment, but sneakily elevated and more deeply and personally felt by the signature empathy and colorful musicality of Jonathan Demme. His background as a rock critic and a student at the Corman school of independent exploitation providing him with a solid toolkit for a movie about the thrilling…

Crawl has such a good setup (disaster survival-thriller sneakily morphs into grisly creature-feature) that even just a little bit of lean, mean craftsmanship makes it near-impossible to screw up... and yet not 100% impossible... Threw this on because it was 80 minutes and I assumed that meant it would be simple and focused and contain a bunch of tense setpieces, but honestly this felt so long. It spends so much time aimlessly cutting between a disconnected pair of ensembles you…

"In the old days, if someone had a secret they didn't want to share... You know what they did?"
"No idea."
"They went up a mountain, found a tree, carved a hole in it, and whispered the secret into the hole. Then they covered it with mud. And leave the secret there forever."
"What a pain! I'd just go get laid."

Still probably the definitive cinematic depiction of romantic longing and loneliness, and its painful relationship to the passage of…