I’m sure you’ve heard that question before, usually regarding sequels or remakes. Or maybe you heard it as a statement – “Nobody asked for this movie.” Or how about “who is this movie even for?”

John Milius is a fascist. Zen fascist, if we’re a slave to accuracy, but self-described and self-appointed nonetheless, having spent an entire career of bearded bravado lecturing lesser mortals on their effete passivity in the face of jackboots, and cock-first supremacy.

In the same year that Star Wars was shattering box office records and shifting the culture to a new dimension of merchandising, special effects, and unending Mark Hamill mania, an old icon was inhaling the fumes of a once proud career

In the context of an individual entity like a human, there is nothing inherently objective when it comes to the idea of purpose.

Seriously, what the fuck is up with William Friedkin’s Cruising? That it’s homophobic is beyond dispute, but more than that, its greatest crime is against the very craft of filmmaking.

Several actors were offered roles and declined. Among them was Robert Mitchum, who asked, “Why would I want to go to Ecuador for two or three months to fall out of a truck? I can do that outside my house.”