Tony Stark lies dying on the floor of his workshop. He is sweating, pale, and motionless, propped up against a bench. The arc reactor that is normally in his chest, keeping him alive, is missing. The audience can't figure out how he's going to get out of this one. He's completely alone, he's out of... Continue Reading →
Mentors, Mirroring & Failure: When Star Wars Grew Up
I have never seen a Star Wars movie divide fans as strongly as The Last Jedi. If you'd spent any time with me when it was out in cinemas you would know I had a lot to say about that film, and I still do. I think that film is one of the high water... Continue Reading →