Patch Adams, by Albert W. Vogt III
It is a privilege to discuss with you a film like Patch Adams (1998), although I am not in good company when it comes to film critics. I will chalk my approval up to my Faith, which is part of why I enjoyed it. What my fellow reviewers call maudlin can often be recast as…
Michael, by Albert W. Vogt III
Some of my earliest memories involve Michael Jackson (Jaafar Jackson). One of them includes being roughly six years old and seeing my sister and her childhood best friend strutting up the street, boombox on the shoulder, listening to “Thriller.” That song, which gave its name to the album on which is premiered (1982), freaked me…
Stone of Destiny, by Albert W. Vogt III
London’s Westminster Abbey is one of my favorite historic sites in the world. With nearly a thousand years of history packed under its gothic ceiling, you can understand the appeal for a student of the past like me. It is also a place where those previous events still live. Every time a king or queen…
Going in Style, by Albert W. Vogt III
Oddly enough, in recent memory I have watched three films relating to old people engaging in questionable behavior. Two of them have starred Morgan Freeman, and two have featured criminal activity. I label them all as “questionable” though because the one that does not involve the law, The Bucket List (2007), has the two main…
Freelance (2023), by Albert W. Vogt III
Some of the recurring themes against which I fight as a Catholic film reviewer are the stereotypes that are used to portray the Fatih in movies. Whether Catholicism is a major part of the story, or mentioned in passing, Hollywood relies on what everyone thinks they know about the world’s largest religion. Today’s entry, Freelance…
Bullets Over Broadway, by Albert W. Vogt III
There is a seminal question asked at the end of Bullets Over Broadway (1994). The formerly struggling playwright, David Shayne (John Cusack), now made big, asks his cheating girlfriend, Ellen (Mary-Lousie Parker), if she loved him as a man or artist. This will be contextualized further later, but for now it applies to the writer…
Home Fries, by Albert W. Vogt III
My first job after turning sixteen-years-old was working as a bagger for Albertson’s. After a few years, I moved into another department. Calling it a promotion would be laughable as I had no control over any of my fellow employees. What I did oversee was the renting of movies, which was still predominantly of the…
The Legionnaire 