The image and sound presentation is muscular, but in the guilty annals of Mel Gibson’s career as an actor, the film is nothing but puny.
A disappointing DVD package of Guy Ritchie’s slick but giddily inspired Sherlock Holmes reboot.
If you like crane shots and hyper-saturated cinematography, but don’t care much about bonus features, this surrogate’s for you.
Edge of Darkness is a tonally stilted procedural with an inappropriately impassive air.
Nine is a passionless production by a creatively blocked director.
Hopefully Serious Moonlight will not become Meg Ryan’s Trog.
This illogical, campy joke of a film that suffers in comparison to F. Gary Gray’s earlier The Negotiator.
Lone Scherfig’s film is a vivacious, boldly elemental adaptation of journalist Lynn Barber’s unsparing memoir of her formative years.
There’s a lot of underlying potential here, but there seems to have been no one around to whip it into shape.
Jonathan Mostow succeeds only in delivering an action film that’s as artificial as its subjects.
Disgrace is more preoccupied with an ending than a beginning.
After a long day at the Toronto Film Festival, Diablo Cody called me up to talk about the movie and her continuing efforts to process unexpected fame.
The film is on shaky ground when trying to adopt slasher conventions, and less so when adhering to traditional body-horror tropes.
The film is impressively compact in its storytelling and visually sumptuous despite a budget of pocket-change proportions.