And The Oughttabe Goes To...

There’s a certain anticipation — and dread — that comes with every Oscar season.

On the one hand, the Academy Awards are a clear demonstration of film as art.

On the other, that art often sucks.

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Hollywood's Motor City Makeover

In the Hollywood worldview, Detroit is typically a place where you’re from, often to establish a cop’s street-savvy credentials (think Beverly Hills Cop, where detective Axel Foley was about as Detroit as, well, Beverly Hills). Lately, though, the city has grabbed the mic in Tinseltown; the Motor City is the backdrop of two TV shows, Detroit Steel and Detroiters, and anchors Kathryn Bigelow’s real-life drama Detroit, which opens nationwide Friday. Here are the top 10 films set in the mecca of motorcars:

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'Children of Men and the Latin New Wave Movement


A world in chaos. Terror attacks run rampant. Deportation is the hottest issue on a worried public consciousness as walls keep immigrants from interacting with native citizens.

A documentary? A nightly newscast? A Trump political ad?

Try Children of Men. 

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Better Call Saul: The Olive Branch (or Mirror) to Breaking Bad and Mad Men

Warning: Spoilers don’t about; they lurk)

As the unofficial Assistant to the Manager of the Vince Gilligan Fan Club, I have been watching Better Call Saul religiously — and by extension, reruns of my two favorite shows, Breaking Bad and Mad Men.

And it has reawakened an inner-torment, one that perhaps other rabid fans of BB/MM suffer: Which of the dark odysseys is the better drama? Matthew Wiener’s tale of Wall Street executives in the 1960’s, or Gilligan’s tale of a high school meth teacher gone horribly astray?

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The Reluctant Legacy of John Carpenter

Outwardly, John Carpenter doesn't look like one of the most fearsome men on the planet.


Sporting horn-rimmed glasses, an encyclopaedic memory of cinema and a ponytail as white as a unicorn's mane, he more resembles a hippie holdout; 

that affable college film prof who never quite surrendered the Peacenik ideal. 

He says "dude" a lot. When a conversation gets too philosophical, he'll crack, "Anybody got some weed?"

But give the guy a camera, keyboard and 90 minutes to tell you a bedtime story, and he'll harsh your mellow something fierce. The creator of the Halloween franchise, which turns 38 this year, has earned a lot of titles in Hollywood, most of which he says are misnomers: The Master of Horror, The Sultan of Splat, Godfather of the Slasher Flick.

Carpenter, 67, invited Moviepilot to his converted bungalow office for a rare peek at a 43-year career that includes The Thing and Starman. A double retinal detachment in 2012 and multiple eye surgeries, Carpenter has slowed his filmmaking. But not his storytelling:

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