Otie has written 5 reviews for films during 2015.

  • Joy



    When Bradley Cooper, standing in for David O. Russell, compares himself to David O. Selznick then directs a mop commercial on QVC like he's conducting a symphony orchestra, even I have to admit it's the most Russell thing that ever evered.

  • Glass Chin

    Glass Chin


    Noah Buschel is a New York high school drop out turned monk filmmaker, and this neo-noir with the generic cover was written in two weeks, filmed in eighteen days, and shot partially on set because Buschel prefers building his own sets to shooting on location. He prefers it. There's nothing generic about this guy. Every shot in Glass Chin was storyboarded; the character of Roberto was not only written for Yul Vazquez, it was storyboarded to look like Yul Vazquez.…

  • Trainwreck



    The Apatow brand of bromance performed by stand-up comedians in service to personal stories told with James L. Brooks-ian pathos is extended by and finally given a perfect female foil in Schumer, whose singular comic vision would compete with Apatow for authorship if, by the end of it all, they didn't arrive on exactly the same page.

    Somewhere in the shadow of this masterpiece might lie an actual trainwreck, scrapped by Schumer in favor of a personal story (the only…

  • The Whole Shootin' Match

    The Whole Shootin' Match


    Like maybe only an amateur can, Eagle Pennell created a lived-in, fully-realized world familiar from real life but foreign to movies, and he painted this canvas in slight variation for two and one-half inimitable films, using the same two actors and practically the same locations. If you were to take Budweiser, rodeos, and baseball caps—the red state signifiers that made American Sniper so much money—and invert them into Lone Star, bar brawls, and hats advertising Big Ag, you might be…

  • Person to Person

    Person to Person


    This is a short film about how the only way to respect women if you’re a man is first of all to act with self-respect. Bene Coopersmith plays himself, basically, the local beatnik about town, the kind of guy you’d call a real character. He runs a record store and wears vintage bowling shirts with the short-sleeves rolled up. He’s friendly, everybody knows him, and he smiles whenever he talks, which would seem like bad acting if he were anyone…