And now, read on...if you dare!
Well those people can go fuck themselves.
Excuse me while I geek out for a moment.
Once you make a billion and a half dollars around the world, reviews are no longer relevant.
This is a Hard-R, ultraviolent bloodbath of a film and that's exactly what it should be.
Somebody give the man an award! You know he's English, right?
That was some Game of Thrones-type shit.
Set in 1966, Riddle of the Glowing Men is a whole-hearted embracing of pulp stylings and an earnest, unapologetic take on the characters and their history. There's not an ironic bone in the body of this book.
I almost wish I'd seen this before Richard II, if only to really appreciate his development as a film director.
In other Gary news, his morning scream has become like a rooster crowing for the rest of the team, marking the start of the day. I kind of love that.
