Aug 24, 2009 Art of the Title Comments (0)
Willard
Skittering along the path of the mad rat we feel a nibbling paranoia like some laced splinter of Crispin Glover’s mind in the opening sequence for Glen Morgan’s Willard. It is a nasty excavation of abstractions, from pocket knives to portraiture, of this rat paw and that rat claw burrowing deep. The malicious unseen are everywhere like some metastasizing rat king.
