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This category refers to Jamie Kennedy’s hopeless documentary Heckler, where he begins by going after the garden variety heckler who drunkenly interrupts stand-up comics, and then tries to tie that in to film critics being the exact same thing as a heckler, simply because he has a bruised ego about the critical failure of Son of the Mask. Since Mr. Kennedy apparently does not believe that critics have brains of their own and just pile on, this section will be about the art of film criticism, film theory and concepts, the business of Hollywood, and detailed analysis of directors and actors.

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2008 in Review

The Anti-Auteur, Michael Winterbottom

The Art of Inertia

The Art of Respectable Anonymity: Film Festivals Part I

An audio interview with the creators of Black Dynamite, writer/star Michael Jai White and director Scott Sanders

An audio interview with the creator and stars of The Boondock Saints II: All Saints Day, Troy Duffy, Sean Patrick Flannery, and Norman Reedus

The Award Movies You’ll Miss and the Lowbrow Fun You Should Have Instead.

Cinematic Conventions

Critical Opinion on the Horror Genre

Does the Hair Make the Movie?

Does Your Opinion Matter?

Do You Have Any Change For the Trending Machine? Part I: The Living Wake

Elie Samaha

How cheap theaters and indifferent audiences are ruining the movies, or how to avoid writing a review of Hellboy II: Golden Army.

Humpday review and Podcast

I don’t like cars…

I’m Exhausted With…

An Interview with Lynn Shelton, the director of Humpday

John Carpenter

Jonathan Demme

Keep Fooling Yourself: The Films of Dylan Kidd

A Lengthy Interview with Kirby Dick

Local Anesthetic: Film Festivals Part IV

Mediocrity Breeds Contempt: Film Festivals Part II

A Night of Too Many Nerds

An Ode to Val Kilmer

Patricia Neal Interview

Paul Thomas Anderson

A Podcast with Roger Nygard, the Director of Trekkies, Suckers, and his new documentary The Nature of Existence

A Schlock to the System: Film Festivals Part III

The Sequel Rule

Sexploitation’s Lasting Effect: Part I

Shitty Execution of a great concept

Shrivel Me Timber; Erotic Thrillers Vol. 1: Traces of Red

Silent Expression

Steven Spielberg

Style Over Stupid: Vol. 1, Black Dynamite vs. New York, I Love You

Surrealism vs. Masturbation

Taking the Yellow out of the Yellow People

Terrible Ideas Executed Superbly

The Treadmill Thriller

The Unreliable Narrator

When They Shouldn’t Have Bothered

White Savior Movies

You Made Horror Movies Boring, or Why You Are Wrong About The Blair Witch Project

Now on DVD and Blu-Ray

Clash of the Titans (2010)

By Adam Lippe

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