This relentlessly cruel rejiggering makes every Evil Dead film before seem like Sunday school.
Julien Temple’s Joe Strummer: The Future is Unwritten is, for the most part, some sort of incredible.
You give me a plucky loser trying to overcome the odds at any athletic endeavor, and I’m there.
Balls of Fury looks like another sports-spoof throwaway, but it does have a piercing reason for being.
Director Ann Wu means for the film to be opulent and woozy, but it mostly registers as a stilted dream state.
Pernille Rose Grønkjær’s film remains a moving testament to humanitarian goodness.
Art is always informed by life, but one doesn’t automatically predict the other.
The characters in John Turturro’s directorial efforts have a yen for treating choleric fits like arias.
Marjane Satrapi and Vincent Paronnaud’s animation is clean, unfussy, and marked by fluid lines.
This man-versus-nature story is also about man indulging his most uncivilized instincts.
Hey queers, are your ears burning?
Like Justine’s early description of a sodomous tryst, the film makes one “regret it was not yet more terrible.”
When in Spain, do as Guillermo del Toro does. Or Víctor Erice. Or Alejandro Amenábar.
I think everyone has their personal daydream canon.
War is the Heat of cheesy Ameri-Euro-Asian kung-fu cop-crook movies.
Leroy “Nicky” Barnes was clearly a bad man, and for a time impossible to convict, and Mr. Untouchable is best when exploring his brazenness.
Eytan Fox renews the courage of Martin Sherman’s landmark 1979 play Bent with his bittersweet new film.
Congratulations to Christopher Walken for finally delivering a performance that’s a parody of a parody of himself.
Illegal Tender is most interesting as a portrait of a young man understanding which walls he must break down and which ones he must uphold.
Helen Gahagan makes her She Who Must Be Obeyed ice queen a blankly imposing diva.
A true-life tale of inadvertent self-destruction, Deep Water’s generic title belies its haunting incisiveness.