Accepted, by Albert W. Vogt III
There have been some recent scheduling changes in my life. Now that I have my room finally back to normal, I have been able to get myself back into a better prayer routine. I am one of those crazy Catholics that does Liturgy of the Hours, but I did not have a serviceable area for… Read more “Accepted, by Albert W. Vogt III”
The Master of Disguise, by Albert W. Vogt III
For my most recent birthday, one of my best friends bought me a genuine Louisville Slugger wooden baseball bat. I loved this gift for many reasons. For starters, it is a perfect token of our mutual love for America’s Pastime, even if he is an unfortunate fan of the Atlanta Braves. Then again, nobody is… Read more “The Master of Disguise, by Albert W. Vogt III”
Spawn, by Albert W. Vogt III
Have you ever looked at the Mona Lisa by Renaissance master Leonardo da Vinci and wanted to draw a mustache on it? Have you listened to a perfectly formed symphony by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart and felt like it could be improved by blaring police sirens? Have you pondered a potential threat to all existence on… Read more “Spawn, by Albert W. Vogt III”
Big Hero 6, by Albert W. Vogt III
To those of you who have been trying for a few years to get me to watch Big Hero 6 (2014), I am sorry it took me so long. To one person in particular, assuming this person reads this review, I particularly apologize I never watched it with you. And, maddeningly, with Hollywood not releasing… Read more “Big Hero 6, by Albert W. Vogt III”
I Am A Fugitive from a Chain Gang, by Albert W. Vogt III
One of the things I wish they would bring back about classic cinema is the way they used to do credits. For starters, they used to do them all at the beginning. Still, could you imagine a film like Avengers: Endgame (2019, has it been so long?) going with this style for their credits? I… Read more “I Am A Fugitive from a Chain Gang, by Albert W. Vogt III”
Suicide Kings, by Albert W. Vogt III
It would seem that, based on recent titles, I was in some kind of cinematic rut. Yesterday’s eminently forgettable Sorcerer (1977), by name alone, would not suggest the kind of movie a practicing Catholic like myself would enjoy. Luckily, it was bad for reasons other than magic, of which there was none. Of any kind.… Read more “Suicide Kings, by Albert W. Vogt III”
Sorcerer, by Albert W. Vogt III
What is in a name? William Shakespeare asked that question in Romeo and Juliet. The tale about star-crossed lovers that everyone thinks they know (but probably never actually read) wrestles with the notion of bringing together opposing forces and whether or not it could ever work. Doing so involves a certain kind of magic, not… Read more “Sorcerer, by Albert W. Vogt III”
