Those has written 33 reviews for films during 2020.

  • Mistress Hunter

    Mistress Hunter

    Lydia Look is genuinely fantastic in this as the titular Mistress Hunter, so it’s a real shame she basically disappears from the whole third act. Plus she drives around in a white van full of disguises and then barely ever uses them! I was expecting a Gene Parmesan level of disguises so that was a little disappointing.

  • The Parallel Street

    The Parallel Street


    “‘Señora,’ said Velásquez, ‘the pursuit of happiness can, it seems to me, be compared to the solution of a quadratic or cubic equation. You know the last term and you know that it is the product of all the roots, but before having exhausted all the divisors you reach a certain number of imaginary roots. Meanwhile the day goes by and you have had the pleasure of engaging in calculation.’”

    -Jan Potocki, The Manuscript Found in Saragossa

  • The Moschops

    The Moschops

    "We didn't love each other, exactly, but at night we all slept together in one big stupid pile."

  • This Night I'll Possess Your Corpse

    This Night I'll Possess Your Corpse


    Hooptober 7.0: The Hoopening

    In this moment, Coffin Joe is euphoric. Not because of any phony god’s blessing. But because, he is enlightened by his own intelligence.

  • The Testament of Dr. Mabuse

    The Testament of Dr. Mabuse


    Hooptober 7.0: The Hoopening

    I’m going to become the Dr. Mabuse

  • Lovers Rock

    Lovers Rock


    closing my eyes and serenely imagining myself going back into hiding the day after covid ends because my ear-splitting karaoke rendition of “Silly Games” gave every person in K-Town tinnitus and an angry mob is forming

  • The Exorcist

    The Exorcist


    Hooptober 7.0: The Hoopening

    This is really just the ‘70s equivalent of A24-core “elevated” horror, a handful of genuine chills smothered in self-serious pop psychological Subtext and trendy a e s t h e t i c s.

  • I'm Thinking of Ending Things

    I'm Thinking of Ending Things


    “I wanna run through the halls of my high school
    I wanna scream at the top of my lungs
    I just found out there’s no such thing as the real world
    Just a lie we have to rise above”
    -John Mayer and/or Charlie Kaufman

  • Tesla



    A perfectly nice little film for the most part, but man am I getting tired of this recent trend in biopics where they keep stopping the movie so the narrator can cheekily fill us in on whether or not what we just saw “actually happened.” It was cute enough when Adam McKay did it the first time, but at this point it’s no longer quirky or irreverent or Brechtian or whatever, it’s just a dumb cop-out for cowards who want…

  • Cyber Seduction: His Secret Life
  • Taken Too Far

    Taken Too Far

    “That’s a story for another bottle of Chardonnay, but...”

    My favorite part of this was either:

    1) When the titular Deadly Dance Mom puts on a black beanie and big sunglasses to go incognito while pulling a clandestine op in her giant Suburban with a “DANCE MOM1” vanity plate.

    2) When they call in the “Lethal Crime Unit,” which consists of like 5 different mismatched varieties of Central Casting Cop each acting in their own movie.

  • Election



    Tammy Would Have Won