Thirty-four years after Aguirre, The Wrath of God, Werner Herzog remains enthralled by the marvelous, mysterious power of nature.
The film is a hybrid of Nacho Libre and Spanglish, and yes, it’s as unbearably cloying and uplifting as that description sounds.
The film hinges on a superficial gimmick masquerading as a serious examination of contemporary domestic terrorism efforts.
Shut Up & Sing is part vanity project, part image rehabilitation.
Heroin is bad and, if used for an extended period of time, will ruin your life.
This disc boasts more fulsome praise for Tom Cruise than any DVD can feasibly handle without self-destructing.
Clint Eastwood’s creaky history-class lecture Flags of Our Fathers makes the nature of heroism its primary point of concern.
The plot of the film is ultimately as emaciated and insubstantial as its leading bags of bones.
The Prestige’s performances have a big-budget, larger-than-life robustness.
Billy Corben’s documentary Cocaine Cowboys is that rare film that truly warrants the designation “guilty pleasure.”
Rage continues to spread like a virus throughout Japan (and now overseas to America) in The Grudge 2.
Its out-there excessiveness eventually conveys not the resilience of youthful imaginations but, rather, the limits of unchecked auteurism.
Tahani Rached’s documentary These Girls exudes empathy and respect for its destitute Egyptian teenage subjects’ plight.
The film’s cozy depiction of the rustic South lacks the visual panache that might have elevated the tale above the mundane.
It proceeds with a sober clarity that lends credence to its devastating case.
There’s nothing about the film that’s quite as fantastic as its depiction of the moribund SNL as culturally and politically relevant.
Barbara Albert’s Falling is a trip down memory lane marred by estrangement, conflict, and wistfulness.
The Host is a monster movie for our terrorism and biological warfare-shrouded era.
The Departed jumps out of the gate like a caged lion freed into the wild.
Leatherface is saddled here with a backstory that winds up sapping him of his mysterious, primal horror.