The season’s contrived storyline is a forced and inelegant string of events that tries to come across as serendipitous.
The Big C has never really been a show about cancer, but rather one whose story takes place in the context of the disease.
Director Aimee Lagos seems to be at odds with her own film, like a well-meaning but controlling parent hell-bent on choosing a child’s college, major, and fraternity for them.
Indie Game follows two development teams clocking unnatural hours to complete their respective games before they run out of money and sanity.
Watching V/H/S is a gruesome and twisted blast.
The core framework of The Do-Deca-Pentathlon feels a bit too basic and familiar for Mark and Jay Duplass.
Tom Kapinos’s resolve to find a fresh approach for Californication wherever it may be sacrifices some of the show’s consistent strengths.
Béla Tarr’s supposedly final film sees the filmmaker exhibit the tenacity and methodical approach of a crime scene investigator.
Considering the film’s title, it’s indefensible how little McQueen actually attempts to explore any of his characters’ shame.
Cyril’s story is a tragically real one with symbolic overtones, and it’s one that’s brought to painfully wrenching life.
The film is Ferrara’s barebones, superficial musing on the hypothetical “What would happen if everyone knew the world was ending”?
Harrison’s search for spiritual fulfillment might not have been so fervent had it not been for the otherworldly success of the Beatles.
At the core of 96 Minutes is Dre, the film’s only source of real, relatable emotion, thanks in large part to a compelling performance by Evan Ross.
Turkey Bowl is a comedy with a great ear for dialogue and a cast strong enough to make you wonder how much of it was improvised.
Silver Bullets ranks as Joe Swanberg’s most intimate effort to date.
El Bulli: Cooking in Progress needs more than scientific process to keep us hanging on.
The film begins as a story of ramifications for wrongdoings but ends as a near-celebration in the name of doing whatever the heck you want.
One Life, Maybe Two presents the multiple paths a life takes based on the results of one diverging event.
Cold Weather is a film with polish, wit, and impeccable comedic timing.
11/4/08 represents not what happened this past presidential election in the U.S., but rather what happened to the victors.