There is a glaring, cavernous hole in modern cinema, and it’s shaped exactly like a $50 million adult thriller. For the last decade, Hollywood has been trapped in a self-inflicted, polarized barbell strategy. On one end, studios happily cut micro-budgets for indie horror sensations; on the other, they blindly dump a quarter of a billion dollars into bloated, focus-grouped franchise sequels that must please everyone from toddlers to global financiers just to break even. The vi

“Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence. Three times is enemy action.” - Ian Fleming When Guy Ritchie is in his wheelhouse he’s one...