Mills’s films might be called fragmentary if not for their unifying spirit of psychological inquiry.
As inviting as having a studly young Daniel Day-Lewis lick your neck.
Free of Harrison Ford’s noble-beyond-belief portrayal of Jack Ryan, The Hunt for Red October remains the best Tom Clancy adaptation to date.
There aren’t enough features on this DVD edition of Invincible to make it a must-own.
If you’re a sadist and your Pure Moods CD has reached its expiration date, The Isle is probably a must-own for you.
The sophisticated collection of features should appeal to WWII even if John Woo fanatics decide to pass.
New Line Home Entertainment has officially spoiled us with their DVD Infinifilm editions.
Surprisingly mundane, given the central figure, the film puts the “lesson” in “civics lesson.”
The best thing about this release is the seducation of Colin Farrell’s Irish accent on the commentary track.
Not your average Spike Lee joint, but still a sensitive evocation of one man’s moral crisis set amid a city’s even bigger one.
The collection of extras on this DVD should keep fans of the franchise creepily enticed for hours on end.
Between this and Dreyer’s Master of the House, one could have a real ironic Mother’s Day film festival.
The hearty amount of features will keep die-hard fans occupied until two Fridays from now.
Talk to Her proves that Almodóvar’s approach has reached unprecedented and difficult levels of maturity and humanity.
It’s sad but not surprising that the best part of this Analyze That package is the dorky mob game in the features department.
While the film may deserve the attention, it’s also anyone’s guess whether anyone will care at this point.
Love Liza is a work of deliberate sadism, but this disc is notable for the commentary track featuring Louiso and Philip Seymour Hoffman.
The bad news is that Extreme Ops is every bit as atrocious on the small screen as it was on the big screen.
The tough but tender Beautiful Thing is one of the most honest and moving gay youth dramas in recent memory.
The naturalistic sexuality of Vigo’s only feature film is even still ahead of its time.
I could probably make a better film in a coma, but I still don’t hear Revolution Studios knocking on my door.