Maybe the most haunting documentary I’ve seen.
This true-crime saga, which helped bring changes to Canadian law, is comparable to having an open wound poked for 93 minutes.
It’s emotionally-lacerating, and, admittedly hard to watch at times, but the love for its fallen protagonists, which comes through in every frame, helps balance things.
Filmmaker Kurt Kuenne set out to make a film just for family and friends, a cinematic scrapbook which would capture childhood friend Andrew Bagby in happier times before his murder.
Instead it grew into something with far more widespread impact, and remains an enduring masterpiece of the genre.
The $1.98 version of Mad Max.
That’s how The Toronto Sun described this apocalyptic tale of a comic book-addled teen who becomes a sort-of superhero, while people die in creative, and frequently grody ways.
Is that a bad thing? Asking for a friend.
Hey, this is obviously not for kids, no matter the title, but if you come to it a bit unhinged, it’s a great time.
You got robots, friendly and otherwise, a hero who rides a BMX bike, and the great Michael Ironside as a baddie who would make Darth Vader tremble a bit.
Found my sweet spot, baby!
If you can’t beat ’em, beat ’em up.
A tale of minor league hockey enforcers, it has all the bloody action you’d expect, and twice the heart.
Seann William Scott scores as Doug “The Thug” Glatt, who stumbles into a new job after rumblin’ in the stands as a fan.
While he’s a newcomer to the world of icy beat-downs, career enforcer Ross “The Boss” Rhea (an imposing Liev Schreiber) has been handing out concussions for two decades-plus.
Circling each other like De Niro and Pacino in Heat, including a great face-to-face in a diner, the duo shoot and score.