Posts Tagged: Rex Reed

'Inception' A "Deranged Turkey"

"In Christopher Nolan movies, I never know whether he's going to find an ending or not, but I never have any problem finding the exit…. Like bottom feeder Charlie Kaufman, Mr. Nolan's reputation as an arrogant maverick draws a first-rate cast of players, none of whom have an inkling of what they're doing or what this movie is about in the first place, and all of whom have been seen to better advantage elsewhere. Especially Leonardo DiCaprio, who remains one of the screen's most gullible talents…. Inception is the kind of pretentious perplexity in which one or two reels could be mischievously transposed, or even projected backward, and nobody would [...]


Rex Reed Presents: Hot Gershwin Jazz With Really Old Jews

Last night at the 92nd Street Y, the security man at the metal detector was saying, "Pacemaker? Pacemaker? Pacemaker?" And then a good number of men would skip around the security line and its potentially heartbeat-disrupting EMF. This was important because everyone there was amazingly, astoundingly old! Like, median age 80. They were going to see a night of songs with lyrics by Ira Gershwin, hosted by adorable film critic and bon vivant Rex Reed, and starring former "Dukes of Hazzard" star Tom Wopat and also Lucille Ball's daughter!


Awfulness of 'Cop Out' Forces Critic to Turn on Critics

"This is the kind of critically bilious emetic I would ordinarily pass by, looking the other way. But at the screening for alleged critics I attended, one lady reviewer old enough to know better went into high-pitched squeals of shrieking hysterics every time the cops described in detail their excrement, flatulence and penis size." -Rex Reed, reviewing "Cop Out," indicates subtly that he has had it with you people laughing about poop and farting and dicks.


Rex Reed's Wonderful Annual "So Long Dead Folks" Column Is Here!

It's my favorite, favorite event of every new year: Rex Reed's annual tribute to the dead! It is so magical. I want to curl up on a loveseat with this column and fondle it. I can't even pick out a quote! How about: "Also taking a final curtain call: Olga San Juan, sparkling Brooklyn-born 'Puerto Rican pepper pot' who sang and danced with Bing Crosby and Fred Astaire in Blue Skies (1946) before making a 1951 Broadway splash in the legendary Paint Your Wagon; and sterling soprano Susanna Foster, who was a sensation in several '40s movie musicals, including the 1943 Phantom of the Opera with Claude Rains [...]