It may have been too much movie for standard DVD, but not so for this Blu-ray release.
Keir Moreano never elevates the film beyond the type of behind-the-scenes feature that you would find on a DVD release.
The film tries to show how hard it is for people to retain their essential goodness in spite of the indignities that subsume their lives.
Able Danger suggests a hipster version of The Good German—all talk and effusive style.
Hounddog deserves to be known as The Dakota Fanning Rape Movie.
One thing is for sure here: Alan Ball’s condescension is equal opportunity.
It seems disingenuous to call Fraulein a film when it’s more like a glossy fashion spread.
The Amazing Truth About Queen Raquela is as fabulous, scraggly, tough-minded, star-eyed and conflicted as the queen it documents.
Baby Mama confirms that if Tina Fey is in something she didn’t write herself, it just ain’t funny.
Yet another reminder that the Academy’s Foreign Language branch doesn’t know shit.
Cruising is not nearly as ambiguous as William Friedkin thinks.
The film doesn’t have the spontaneity of Ramin Bahrani’s Chop Shop, giving a calculated child-lit spin to neorealist tradition.
What should have been a gripping and informative documentary experience is made unwatchable with crappy stop-motion animation.
Leave it to Disney to bring a film back to life over and over again just to make a buck.
Redbelt may or may not be Mamet’s best feature, but it is most definitely his least sycophantically written.
The laughably explosive conclusion pretty much confirms Traitor as an intellectual and philosophical lost cause.
Yesterday, John McCain called Barack Obama an uppity Negro. Okay, not really, but pretty close.
The documentary offers little insight into the life and background of noted sculptor Richard Serra.
Smart People is—nah, too easy.