About Piddleville
I can’t claim to be a film critic, historian or even much of a reviewer. I just like movies. What I do on Piddleville with my “reviews” is try to determine why I like or dislike the various movies that I see...
Just like a romantic comedy
These days my movie viewing is restricted to what limited cable offers me. The selection is not great and that may be why the recent writings have been about relatively recent romantic comedies. It’s either those or movies about sweaty guys and things blowing up. So today, another rom-com …
How one romantic comedy could have been fixed
It doesn’t seem right to call this a romantic comedy but that is how most would refer to it. Probably the most frustrating thing about it is that it could have been a good romantic comedy. It had the ingredients. It had the actors. So what went wrong?
Familiarity and comfort movies
(A repost from November, 2010.) A friend of mine went to visit some friends in Edmonton a few months ago. When she returned, I asked her what she had done. “Nothing,” she said.
The brusque and harebrained Illegal
Edward G. Robinson was one helluva a good actor. He even makes this exercise in the absurd and perfunctory a crime drama you can watch, even enjoy at moments. Often found in film noir collections, it isn’t noir. In a way, it’s screwball comedy without the humour.