The entire episode hinges on how one is to approach kindness and care in the world of the living dead.
The excellent supplements that lends more context to Capra the artist than the film itself.
It ends up taking the furious and bitter perspective that powers the narrative’s ponderous dramatic core for granted.
Whether she’d really like to believe it or not, Carol is drawn to chaos, to madness and violence.
The tame, melodramatic structure of the film dulls the thorny matters of identity and expression at its center.
The showrunners utilize a chilling series of flashbacks to build a quick yet effective portrait of Abraham as a man of violence.
Big Hero 6 is an enjoyable, ambitious film that seems awkwardly stuffed into a rigid, familiar mold.
Christopher Nolan’s goal seems to be to take the humor and wildness out of imagination, to see invention in rigidly practical and scientific terms.
“Slabtown” ended up raising more questions than it answered.
Kino presents Jonathan Demme’s dark, irreverent romantic comedy with an admirable A/V transfer, but skimps completely on the extras.
Dan Gilroy’s directorial debut only offers a familiar vision of today’s newsman and producers as misery peddlers, and callow ratings slaves bordering on the monstrous.
A startling reminder of just how seriously the series takes murder, even in regard to people who would happily eat your grandmother.
Alex Gibney’s Mr. Dynamite is a strikingly varied and substantial portrait of an intensely complex artist.
The film has a tendency to embrace the action genre’s more obnoxious elements, but there’s a proudly no-nonsense air to its nonsensicality.
Fellini’s unsparing odyssey of corrosive wealth and anxious commonality is given a reliably peerless A/V transfer from Criterion.
Constantine’s title character comes off as too cool to be genuinely troubled, and the series similarly feels as if it’s putting on airs.
There’s no denying the eerie pull of that last scene, the true horror of cynicism and paranoia turning humans into eaters of their own flesh.
Much like Rick, Tyreese is given a trial to see how far his empathy and trust in others will go, one that ends in a fatal, bloody beating.
One long trial of moral duty, and one that excuses repugnant behavior and psychological warfare in lieu of a repetitive, condescending sermon on honoring thy father.
The film devolves quickly into a pedestrian character study that basks in Gary Webb’s public shaming and victimization.