Upon seeing Last of the Mohicans one fateful summer night many years ago he realized he yearned for movies that, above all else, moved him and, thus, set forth on an eternal cinematic crusade for, in the words of Werner Herzog, The Ecstatic Truth. The great film editor Dede Allen once called herself a "gut editor - intellect and taste count, but I cut with my feelings." Borrowing her phrase and tweaking it, he likes to think of himself as a gut film reviewer - intellect and taste count, but he reviews with his feelings.
A member of the Online Film Critics Society, he reviews new movies, older new movies and classic films on this blog. He offers various forms of rantings & ravings and blog-form essays & dissertations and sundries about any items film-related that may catch his notably peculiar fancy. He has also written for Slant Magazine, PopMatters, and the defunct blogging bar and lounge Anomalous Material. He is decidedly not Rotten Tomatoes approved.
He is a lover of scotch, a drinker of coffee, a devotee of Nebraska Football (despite having been born & raised in Iowa), a disciple of Bruce Springsteen, an apostle of Lady Gaga, and a proponent of Parisian café culture.
You may follow him on Twitter @NickPrigge where he does his best to condense his idiotic musings to the allowable 140 characters. You may contact him at firstname.lastname@example.org.