Reverse Shot hits its mark

One of the consumate Armond White haters over at Reverse Shot takes on the Village Voice this week, ladling on a 1000 calorie serving of snark:

I don't want to go on too much about Dennis Lim's panting over Gus Vant Sant's new floater Last Days or Michael Atkinson's overthinking of 9 Songs' lifeless provocation, other than to say that write-ups like this only facilitate the production of anemic, fatuously "difficult" arthouse fare and allow idea-barren twat directors to coast on moddish minimalism, confident that there will always be plenty of dithery, quasi-intellectual writers to fill in their blanks with genius. Sure, Van Sant's new movies "waft," but so do dog farts.

This week's real prize winner, however: In the time-honored tradition of scraping the bottom of the rolodex for 15th tier critics when it comes time to review less-than-prestigious horror titles, we get "Benjamin Strong" waxing retarded on Devil's Rejects. First sentence: "If in retrospect musician Rob Zombie's 2003 directorial debut, House of 1,000 Corpses , reads like a yee-hawing harbinger of last fall's red-state triumph, then its sequel, The Devil's Rejects , is the smug Republican victory lap." "If in retrospect"... But it doesn't. At all. Nice blind stab at "relevance" Ben; looking forward to hearing you place 'Dukes of Hazzard' in a "in the wake of 9/11" context. Jackass.