I confess: Wes Anderson films have never really done it for me. His cinema feels more architectural than visceral—films that seem made by and for the art-world elite, keeping the viewer at arm’s length. There’s a “you can look, but you can’t touch” energy to them. Don’t get me wrong: I went to film school. I fell in love with cinematography. I understand and respect the cra...
When Eddie Brock acquires the powers of a symbiote, he will have to release his alter-ego “Venom” to save his life.
