Our anemic movie industry recycles so relentlessly that even our complaints about such plasticized repackaging come off as recycled product of their own, offered primarily to draw the line between concerned aging cinephiles and the target consumers who don't care a whit. But still, we've become a culture not merely tantalized by but doped on never-ending resurrections of our own recent junk. The market dynamic seems to be accelerating, and perhaps there'll be a cyclical point when the diminishing returns will vanish altogether and the punk-like essence of movies — people, stories, experience, visual insight — may rise... More >>>