Greg talks briefly about the 2012 Academy Awards, the occasionally negative effects of Oscar buzz, and previews nine non-nominated 2011 films that may be worth a look.

It's been nearly four months since I've spoken a single word about The Lighthouse, so I figured what better time than this? The first day of 2012, the very year the Mayan calendar comes to an end, and we’re all blown to bits or whatever the hell Armageddon has in store for us...

I just started watching The Twilight Zone a few months ago and I honestly have no idea how I made it this far through life without it. It came to my attention after watching a couple episodes of an anthology horror webseries created by a buddy of mine...

By today’s standards, The Treasure of the Sierra Madre is a difficult film to market. Its synopsis doesn’t really come with that great hook that most films of today require to get off the ground. Thankfully, it was made at a time when Hollywood was more apt to take a chance...

About seven minutes into “The Grudge” (the first track off Lateralus), Tool’s frontman Maynard James Keenan lets out a hellacious, hair-raising scream that lasts forever. He follows that up with a mantra of sorts, repeatedly chanting “let go” progressively louder until the song...

I’m convinced the world would be a better place if everyone listened to Sigur Ros. If their music could somehow be pumped out of invisible speakers in the sky, there’d certainly be no more war, no more prejudice, something akin to the world depicted in John Lennon’s “Imagine”. Our lives would be like those in a movie, the music from the clouds serving as our soundtrack, and maybe, just maybe, we’d put aside our cell phones and mini-computers, finally strip those masks away, and show each other who we really are...

Some folks refer to him as God’s greatest gift to cinema and the filmmaking community at large. Others accuse him of pillaging obscure B-movies, 70’s exploitation films, and cult classics in a relentless quest for story ideas. But when it comes right down to it, love him or hate him, there’s no denying that Quentin Tarantino possesses that IT factor that every filmmaker longs to obtain: that uncanny ability to put asses in theater seats around the world based on his name alone...