The film receives a top-notch or, more accurately, honest transfer.
Impossibly glossy, the film claims to be all about love but its heart never makes a beat.
Spike, get a clue.
First and foremost an experiment in terror, Open Water also functions as a study of the failure of communication.
Nicotina is the kind of movie only a person with a short attention span could love.
Because it acknowledges that touching is just as sexy as not touching, the film should serve as a model for role-players everywhere.
The images think white but the soundtrack thinks black.
Showgirls is truly one of the only ’90s films that treats pop culture as a vibrant field of social economics and cerebral pursuit.
Dario Argento’s hang-ups with sight and sightlessness are moral barometers of our disconnect from the world.
Not exactly and improvement over the original DVD, so this one is purely for del Toro completists.
Hellboy has a little bit for everyone, from comic book aficionados and muscle queens to fans of Selma Blair’s icy glare.
Christopher Boe is certainly someone to watch, but he fails to locate that most elusive of obscure objects: a heart.
Until MacGyver and Alf season box sets hit stores, Gen Xers will get a nostalgia kick out of this DVD.
If you are buying this DVD for the actual movie and not for the “Love Is a Battlefield” music video then there’s no hope for you.
Communism may be almost dead in Good Bye, Lenin! but god-damn if it ain’t going out with a bang.
If Robert Kane Pappas’s aesthetic is rudimentary, it’s more than made up for by his sheer force of will.
If some films are made to order, the market-researched A Cinderella Story has the stretch marks to prove it.
Be wary of any film that bookends a blistering portrait of social unrest with Skinemax-style sex scenes.
Does Elmore Leonard sell the rights to his novels only after filmmakers agree to use “It’s Your Thing” on the soundtrack?
Sleepover will do for tween girls what Max Keeble’s Big Move did for prepubescent boys: get them beat up at school.