Saint Vicious

I work at a movie theatre (I am contractually bound by my theatre not to specify as to which one) in Nashville, Tennessee. Since the best perk and the only reason that I have this barely minimum wage job is free movies, I decided that since I had this luxury and a fairly decent flair for the written word, I ought to utilize both and write some reviews.

I have barely any classical film education as such, but I have a depthless passion for movies and an insatiable desire to tell people what I think about them. This is as honestly my opinion as I can make it. I'm not writing it for a teacher, I'm not writing it for a paper, I'm not writing it for any readers (although I certainly appreciate them). I'm writing this for me.

Megaprops to Jim Ridley, locale film reviewer extraordinaire, for inspiring me to love movies even more than I already do and to twist that love into hopefully entertaining and informative criticism. Props too to my best friend, co-critic and favorite person to see movies with, Caitlin Mitchell.