The Film Board Gathers! The gang re-enters the grid to battle Jared Leto’s glowing ego, dissect Trent Reznor’s righteous soundtrack, and try to remember why TRON still exists. Spoilers, complaints, and some genuine love for Greta Lee await in this electric, overclocked deep dive.
What happens when Paul Thomas Anderson makes a $175 million action epic about fascism, family, and a stoner dad in a bathrobe? We spoil One Battle After Another rotten—DiCaprio, Penn, secret cabals, and all.
Mandy finally watches Jurassic Park and discovers why everyone’s been quoting “clever girl” for 30 years. With Pete, Andy, and Tommy as her guides, she learns what made this dino-horror-adventure flick a true cinematic game changer.
The Film Board dives into Jurassic World: Rebirth, a soft reboot that forgets why we ever cared about dinosaurs in the first place. From missing raptors to sarcastic ADR, we ask: is this a franchise reborn—or just another extinction event?
Exterior. A moderately obscure European airstrip. Day. The camera dollies past a series of neatly arranged suitcases, a broken harmonium, and a pigeon holding a classified microfilm in its beak. We hear the narrator: The Film Board Gathers. This week, a gang of thugs donned their finest pastels to unravel: The Phoenician Scheme.
Earth’s Most Reluctant Group Project has arrived. The Film Board assembles for a rare Marvel movie we all genuinely like—Thunderbolts—digging into found families, unresolved trauma, and why sometimes the real villain is the emotional baggage we drag behind.
This week on Make Me A Nerd, Mandy Kaplan, Pete Wright, and Tommy Metz III dive into the warped techno-nightmare world of Black Mirror — and somehow make it hilarious. From pastel dystopias to digital space prisons, it’s a wild ride through the future we’re all politely hurtling toward.
Ryan Coogler’s Sinners blends vampires, blues, and bootlegging into a supernatural epic that’s as soulful as it is bloody. This month, Pete, Tommy, and Andy dive deep into the film’s genre-bending ambition, emotional weight, and why it just might be one of the year’s most surprising masterpieces.
Ladies and gentlemen, Swifties and skeptics, gather round, for today we embark on a journey of seismic cultural significance. No, not another election cycle. No, not the discovery of yet another billionaire’s secret doomsday bunker. We are talking about Taylor Swift’s Eras Tour—a three-and-a-half-hour pop music odyssey, equal parts spectacle, sermon, and strut.
For nearly a century, horror films have told us a story—one of terror, of survival, of the inevitable confrontation between innocence and brutality. But there’s one story, in particular, that has evolved in ways both subtle and seismic: the story of the Final Girl.