Thomas Matich

I watched a few films in a theater this July. By far the most cinematic was a 35mm screening of Arthur Penn's Bonnie and Clyde.

It's been at least 25 years since I last watched Brian De Palma's The Untouchables. 

Are the origin stories of 'The Godfather' or the Showtime Lakers fascinating enough for a mini-series? 

What I watched in April.

  What I watched in March.

David Fincher's Zodiac, which premiered 15 years ago this February, is one of my all time favorite films and one of the best 'rewatchables.' To me, it is Fincher's greatest achievement, where a meticulous filmmaker meets his match in a tale of obsession. In telling the story of the hunt for the Zodiac killer, Fincher pays tribute to the paranoid style of '70's cinema, from David Shire's dread inducing score to the blending of Dirty Harry and All The President's Men as we follow Inspector Dave Toschi (Mark Ruffalo) and San Francisco Chronicle cartoonist Robert Graysmith (Jake Gyllenhaal) down the rabbit hole.  While the film posthumously convicts Toschi's favorite suspect, Arthur Leigh Allen (chillingly portrayed by John Carrol Lynch), in truth there is much doubt as to whether he was the actual Zodiac. On a recent episode of the Bret Easton Ellis Podcast, writer Jarret Kobek argues that Allen was not the killer (just a creep) and that he unintention