Whoa.

City of God is a story about the nature and structure of continuous poverty and violence and the effects that combination has upon a society free to govern, protect and rule itself. It is Cidade de Deus’ tale, and Rocket, Lil’ Zé, Benny and the rest are only brief chapters in its narrative.

As a film guaranteed to impress and absolutely assured to make an audience think, Far from Heaven is nothing less than divine.

This gigantic undertaking is never anything less than stunning for practically every second of its almost three-hour running time, The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers surpassing the considerably large expectations of an over-eager audience at nearly every opportunity.

There are far too few films that make me giddy and excited about the art of cinema. Adaptation is one of them. See it at once.

Real Women Have Curves is a cinematic experience I’m going to fondly remember for the rest of my life.

Punch-Drunk Love is Sandler’s finest hour.

Hedwig and the Angry Inch is the most fun I’ve had at the cinema in ages.

In a world of stories pertaining to be about teenage and young adult life yet hold nothing but the most saccharine and cliché-ridden ideas at their heart, Ghost World shines bright as an achingly realistic tour de force worthy of celebration.