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Peter Keough has been Film Editor at the Boston Phoenix since 1989 and has become a familiar figure at the office for his endearing habit of coming to work in pajamas and pestering people for soup. He describes his position as “the best deal a guy like me could get, being a tick on the butt of the entertainment industry.” He is a member of the Boston Society of Film Critics and The National Society of Film Critics and both organizations regret including him because of his tendency to stuff his pockets with free food from the lunch table during meetings and using his credentials in a vain attempt to pick up women. In his long tenure at The Phoenix he has reviewed thousands of movies, though he admittedly often confuses them with X-rated features he snuck into in the late 60s. Despite his busy schedule he found time to edit the book Flesh and Blood: The National Society of Film Critics on Sex, Violence and Censorship, published by Mercury House Press in 1995. Critics raved, declaring it “a book with a long title” and “full of amusing typos, factual errors and misspellings.” It sold over seventeen copies, most to now estranged family members and friends.

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Review: The White Ribbon

Children of the götterdämmerung: Shades of gray in Michael Haneke's White Ribbon
The White Ribbon starts with a black screen and an old man's voice (Ernst Jacobi, who played Hitler in Jan Troell's Hamsun and in a BBC mini-series) relating a series of mysterious accidents and crimes that occurred in the German village where he was a schoolteacher the year before the outbreak of World War I.
By PETER KEOUGH  |  January 13, 2010


Review: The Book of Eli

The Road not taken
In a post-Apocalyptic landscape of ash and destruction infested by slack-jawed cannibal gangs with carious grins, a man walks resolutely toward the sea, bearing with him the light of humanity.
By PETER KEOUGH  |  January 13, 2010


Review: The Lovely Bones

This Salmon won't spawn
When it comes to immortality and the afterlife, movies tend to get sticky.
By PETER KEOUGH  |  January 13, 2010


Review: The Man From London

London imbroglio
I had to wonder whether this latest film from Béla Tarr (co-directed by Ágnes Hranitzky) is a self-parody.
By PETER KEOUGH  |  January 13, 2010


Review: The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus

Ledger-demain: Gilliam leaves nothing to the Imaginarium
Few filmmakers have suffered from the life-imitates-art phenomenon as has Terry Gilliam.
By PETER KEOUGH  |  January 11, 2010


Review: Daybreakers

Vampires, weakened
For evidence of the breakdown of the capitalist system, look no farther than the proliferation of vampire and zombie movies.
By PETER KEOUGH  |  January 06, 2010


Review: I'm Gonna Explode

Stuck on the roof
Gerardo Naranjo probably had the final image of Jean-Luc Godard's Pierrot le fou in mind when he titled this tale of youth in revolt Mexican-style, but I don't recall rebels Jean-Paul Belmondo and Anna Karina being so vapid and annoying.
By PETER KEOUGH  |  January 06, 2010


Review: Youth In Revolt

Michael Cera hardly revolutionary
Juno continues to poison American independent cinema.
By PETER KEOUGH  |  January 06, 2010


Persian miniatures

Films from Iran choose indirect confrontation
You can see what is probably the most significant filmmaking right now in Iran by going to YouTube and viewing the artless images of brutality in the streets of Tehran captured by scores of average Iranian citizens armed with cell-phone cameras.
By PETER KEOUGH  |  January 06, 2010


Review: Crazy Heart

Country discomfort: Jeff Bridges can't be beat
Every great actor has at least one washed-up, alcoholic, award-winning-country-singer role in him. For Jeff Bridges, it's "Bad" Blake, a former C&W legend now reduced to playing bowling alleys and dive bars in tiny towns in the Southwest.
By PETER KEOUGH  |  January 06, 2010


Lite at the end of the tunnel?

Fun and games in post-apocalyptic Hollywood
If you had enough of the end of the world with 2012 , you might be relieved when it comes to 2010.
By PETER KEOUGH  |  January 04, 2010


Review: The Young Victoria

No wonder there are more films about Elizabeth I
Who knew Queen Victoria was such a babe?
By PETER KEOUGH  |  December 22, 2009


2009: The year in movies

Men behaving badly
As I looked over my list of the best movies of 2009, it suddenly struck me: where are all the women on screen?
By PETER KEOUGH  |  December 28, 2009


Review: Broken Embraces [Los Abrazos Rotos]

Broken promises: Pedro Almodóvar's open Embraces
No filmmaker generates narrative like Pedro Almodóvar. Five minutes into Broken Embraces and he's got half a dozen potential storylines spinning.
By PETER KEOUGH  |  December 22, 2009


Review: Nine

Rob Marshall continues his assault on good taste
It doesn't get much farther from human experience than this: an adaptation of a Broadway production adapting a film ( 8-1/2 ) about a filmmaker who imagines making a film.
By PETER KEOUGH  |  December 22, 2009


Review: A Single Man

Colin Firth stands alone
Christopher Isherwood published his novel about a middle-aged homosexual grieving for a lost lover, the frank depiction of gay desire scandalized some readers.
By PETER KEOUGH  |  December 22, 2009


Review: Avatar

Machine dreams: James Cameron plays games
For someone who's determined to reduce all experience to mechanical reproduction, James Cameron sure hates machines.
By PETER KEOUGH  |  December 18, 2009


Review: Did You Hear About the Morgans?

If not, it'll sound familiar pretty quickly
Just in time to round out my Ten Worst Films list comes this witless and excruciating rom-com from Marc Lawrence ( Miss Congeniality ). If you haven't heard about the Morgans, their story will sound familiar pretty quickly
By PETER KEOUGH  |  December 16, 2009


Review: Invictus

Clint shows team spirit
Poetry, muses Nelson Mandela (Morgan Freeman) in a reflective moment in Invictus , consists only of words, yet it can inspire perseverance and greatness beyond our own expectations of ourselves. Sport, similarly, consists of oversized, overpaid athletes pounding one another in simulated combat, but it's also a form of poetry.
By PETER KEOUGH  |  December 09, 2009


Review: Me and Orson Welles

Richard Linklater casts a spell
With Orson Welles, it's all in the voice — which over the course of four decades could sell anything from a Martian invasion to Paul Masson wine.
By PETER KEOUGH  |  December 09, 2009
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