Twilight did her oeuvre no favors, but Catherine Hardwicke’s whole career is predicated upon Thirteen. She should be allowed to keep making movies forever, on the off-chance she makes something that powerful again.
For some reason, I barely remember Howard’s End. I watched it, but the proceeding 27 years have wiped the details from my mind.
Pretty sure I spent the evening finger-banging someone while watching Remains of the Day during its theatrical release, so at least I know why I don’t remember much about that.… Read the rest “”