It’s the attempt to half-heartily harken back to the original cartoons that’s ultimately so damning.
Just to have the films on DVD is enough to give the set an overall positive rating.
Even the usually reliable Leslie Nielsen looks baffled by his involvement in this dud.
Runaway Jury begins as a thriller and ends as a tract that doesn’t even have the decency to be well made propaganda.
Morris maintains his usual ironic distance, both wary of and fascinated by his subject.
Without Val Kilmer’s epileptic performance, Wonderland would be little more than a particularly unappealing late-night freak show.
As usual, this year’s New York Film Festival slate features numerous recyclables from Cannes and Toronto.
The film takes the fetishization of the vampire in contemporary pop culture quite literally.