A substantial Blu-ray package befitting the legendary status of Jean-Luc Godard’s debut.
An underwhelming Blu-ray to remind viewers that the problems with Terry Gilliam’s recent films are not an entirely new development.
Fans of Stallone’s war-is-kickass-hell fable may get something from this extended cut. Everyone else can safely ignore it.
A worthy release that does justice to Bong’s terrific thriller. Hitchcock would be proud.
The festival ended with its longest competition title, and it wasn’t even a complete film.
Tender Son is pretentious, Gothic-tinged, and more than a little clunky.
If Poetry’s emotions are diffuse, Our Life’s are downright incomprehensible.
Sadly, Derek Cianfrance—who also co-wrote the screenplay—can’t resist indulging many of his hackier impulses.
There isn’t a single moment in Biutiful where one can’t feel the director pulling the strings.
This isn’t what I expected. A seven-hour layover?
In today’s ironic age, a movie like The House of the Devil that wears its homages proudly—and wears them this well—is something to be celebrated.