Putting the Supreme in Marty

Before I scurry away from the computer for a week and a half like it's injecting poison into my fingers with every button push (and really do we even have proof that computers don't do this?) I do have some stuff to share with you! Awww. I'm a peach. But really, it's not nothing -- there are a heap of movies hitting theaters over the holiday and I reviewed a couple! Starting with, you guessed it, the biggie -- click on over to Pajiba to read my thoughts on Josh Safdie's Marty Supreme, starring one Timmy C. I know y'all have soured on him given the comments I get every time I post about him but he's absolutely top-notch in the movie and I'm rooting for him to get that Oscar y'all. The other options are, what -- Leo already has one (although I do think he's better in One Battle After Another than he was in the role he won one for) and if they give Ethan Hawke a statue for his limp-wristed shrieking in that Richard Linklater movie I am so fucking done. Timmy's legit giving the performance of his career to date in Marty Supreme and all this talk of a hype backlash is bullshit. The boy's doing his job, getting eyeballs on his movie! In 2025 Hollywood ya gotta fucking hustle, man. This is a two and a half hour movie about an asshole playing ping-pong ffs. And it rules. 

The other review is one that's been around for a bit since I saw it at NYFF, but Jim Jarmusch's wonderful Father Mother Sister Brother is hitting theaters tomorrow and it's one of my favorites from him, so you should go see it. But don't let me here convince you -- let me over at Pajiba convince you where I wrote about the movie in actual depth. Jarmusch is hit-or-miss with me but this is a real hit from where I stand. I tend to like it most when he does funny. I think he and I have very similar senses of humor.