Delhi Belly is much more family-minded and innocent than it would like its young target audience to believe.
Pam Grier can do anything, even make cheesy skin flicks worth seeing.
The once boundlessly energetic Jim Carrey is no longer trying so hard to impress viewers with his hyper brand of slapstick.
This DVD is worth a look for the gloriously restored transfer of Ichikawa’s wonderful melodrama.
Of the authorial trifecta that created Despair, Fassbinder’s voice is the most pronounced.
Worth a look for Simone Signoret’s smile and Raro Video’s immaculate restoration, but the film itself is pretty inessential.
Le Mans needs to be rediscovered so that it can be hopefully embraced as one of star Steve McQueen’s finest hours.
The film is the kind of missed opportunity that morbidly curious fans could get a kick out of.
Russell Boyd’s immersive cinematography is extraordinary, but his images rarely get to speak for themselves.
With some notable exceptions, Marvel Studios-produced films usually plateau at a glossy but totally indistinct level of mediocrity.
Let the Bullets Fly is an intentionally overheated and very funny comedy about how the best-laid plans tend to fall apart in spectacular fashion.
Neon Flesh is a seedy, hopped-up film about superficial crooks who like abusing women and enjoy being unlikable.
Shout! Factory did a very good job cleaning up the picture quality for these releases.
If you like your films like you like your airport fiction, then Puncture should be right up your alley.
Tsui Hark’s new film is a consummately bizarre crowd-pleaser that throws everything at the viewer.
There’s a strategy and queasy logic guiding the film’s half-baked scenario.
A Quiet Life an immersive look at a marked man’s nervous breakdown.
This box set is a great reminder of why the screen couple has long endured as one of the most attractive romantic duos to ever come out of Hollywood.
The film is the cinematic equivalent of LSD: You will see things while you watch it and not know what to make of them.
The two kinds of archival material conspire to create a portrait of Saint Laurent as a living ghost.