The film suggests David Lynch’s masterful mindfuck Inland Empire for the influencer set.
Reno 911!: Miami suffers the most from a timid lack of comedic reach.
King Vidor’s characters become aware of the largeness of the world as they hit their heads on the ceiling of their existences.
This is a complete list of our predicted winners at the 2007 Academy Awards.
The series runs from February 23—March 2.
Anyone who has followed this year’s Oscar race for Best Picture knows that the stats above are not meant as a joke.
Throughout, Schumacher can’t get his tacky sense of style out of the way.
Whether writing tight “Talk of the Town” pieces or mammoth features, Ross places her subject’s quirks and obsessions in the context of his or her industry.
Mark and Michael Polish seem to have forgotten that sometimes it’s vital to analyze and question one’s aspirations.
It’s too bad the guild award that most strongly corresponds with this category—the Motion Picture Sound Editors’ “Golden Reel”—doesn’t get handed out until Feb. 24.
Though his roles were sometimes small, Claude Rains made a stealthy, acute contribution to many films of the 1930s and ’40s.
Because Oscar history tells us that the winner of this award aligns often with the winner of the top prize, we were hoping for ACE to shed some light on what may be the tightest best picture race ever.
Both beautifully raw and willfully abstruse, the film invites any number of approaches to understanding it.
With The Wayward Cloud, Tsai Ming-liang trades contemplative philosophizing for balls-out rhetorical flourishes.
Not to be crass, but Linda Hattendorf needed 9/11.
This review’s opening sentence, the really dull, pointless one that you are reading at this very moment, is composed of exactly 23 words.
We’ve noticed a certain trend among “professional” Oscar prognosticators—first and foremost among them Dave Karger—in dealing with the question of Dreamgirls.
We like to think that we’ve got a complete picture of what’s going on, or has gone on, in international cinema.
Comic book adaptations of late are feeling less and less like feature films and more like depictions of their life-sized action figure counterparts.
Last year we sided with the musical candidate and crapped out when voters went for the big black ape instead of the man in black.
The most believable moments in Premium slightly prevail over its inauthentic ones.