The film retains the raunch and retrograde sexual politics of Brand Apatow bromances with none of the sporadic belly laughs.
The film would have been helped immeasurably with a whole lot less of the intimate effluvia.
Everlasting Moments is a tastefully framed period story of a working-class woman’s struggle for self-fulfillment through art.
Serra provides an essentially ambient experience from the platform of Christian myth.
An American Affair piggybacks the pubescent sexual awakening sapfest onto the JFK assassination conspiracy thriller.
The documentary keeps sentimentality from seeping into its streetscapes and low-budget apartments.
Henry Selick’s Coraline offers a steady diet of artful, kinetic stimulation.
The film leaves the audience with perhaps the most ill-fitting coda in the annals of dumb youth comedies.
Marlon Riggs’s end-of-life presence anchors the project’s themes.
A still relevant call for communion among diverse African-American communities, and an elegy for an activist-artist.
Inkheart is top-heavy with postcard-pretty Italian locations, undistinguished digital beasties, and clunky, one-note humans.
A deserved dust-off for an aggressive form of stoner comedy long supplanted by Brand Apatow.
Mondo Video is far from the most refined or successful expression of Michael O’Donoghue’s darkly antic vision.
L. Ron Hubbard and Aleister Crowley obsessives may be delighted.
Vicente Amorim’s film is literally and dramatically bloodless.
The future Dogme 95 king’s last work of crafty artifice: less than meets the eye.
Europa’s total effect is one of prettified, hollowed-out Kafka.
What it loses in some of its labored comedy of invective it gains in its refusal to make Walt as cuddly as late-era Archie Bunker.
It achieved a unique relevance for a “spaceman” movie by unambiguously advocating for peace and grounding its pulp story in social reality.
This classic’s new package has all a fan needs save for a model ship.