Happy Birthday!
Feb. 19th, 2010 05:58 amHappy birthday,
jittenhouse.

The darkly brooding sky that hangs over much of “The Ghost Writer,” the latest from Roman Polanski, suggests that all is grim and gray and perhaps even for naught. But this high-grade pulp entertainment is too delectably amusing and self-amused, and far too aware of its own outrageous conceits to sustain such a dolorous verdict. The world has gone mad of course — this is a Polanski film — so all we can do is puzzle through the madness, dodging the traps with our ironic detachment and tongue lightly in cheek. More
Yuppie scum is a term that may not be heard much nowadays, but it applies to the shallow, boorish stock traders at Morgan & Morgan, the fictional New York investment bank in Julio DePietro’s acidic romantic comedy, “The Good Guy.” Shown last year at the Tribeca Film Festival just a few months after the economy’s near-collapse, the movie may feel a little behind the curve. But it is fresh enough to provide the voyeuristic kick of glimpsing the frenzied lifestyle of aspiring masters of the universe at a time when unlimited greed was rewarded with unlimited opportunity. An alternate title might have been “Wall Street, Junior.” More