Godzilla and Kong’s team-up is an inevitability, but the film takes its sweet time getting there.
Jonathan Demme’s film was apparently too powerful for audiences to handle back in 1998
Kurt Russell is the true miracle of Miracle.
The film ultimately comes off as a crass amalgamation of all its influences, The Italian Job with go-karts instead of Mini Coopers.
Judging by Todd Phillips’s tired Starsky & Hutch, it appears that ’70s nostalgia has finally run its course.
Secondhand Lions is a fantastical lark that recalls the similarly themed Big Fish.
Throughout, Kiyoshi Kurosawa strains to parallel Mamoru’s jellyfish with his characters’ disaffections.
Blowup daringly suggests that an image without politics isn’t an image at all.
This is an MTV film that extreme right-wing moralists can be proud of.
For a film named Hidalgo, I don’t think it’s too much to ask for more than a Mr. Ed retread.
Chrisopher Lee’s performance pushes the film into the territory of horror classic.
Playing a bit like Hammer’s greatest hits, the film attempts to meld historical pageantry, occult shadings, and a liberal dose of third-act terror and gore.
The film’s anticlimactic big heist unspools with all the excitement of watching ice melt.
The worst thing that can be said about it is that it’s a good decade too late.
This is a film that manages to say less about chaos theory than Jurassic Park.
Against the Ropes seems derived less from real life than from the Moviemaking for Dummies handbook.
Joel attempts to fight the erasure in his own mind, and Eternal Sunshine admits early on that it’s a fight he cannot win.
The film is both a love-struck but tedious ode to cinephilia and a fascinating exploration of sex as a form of political resistance.
Disney was and is a studio with an impenetrably inflated sense of quality control.
There’s never a sense here that these characters are living out the movie Viviane can no longer make.
Hobbits, fish, horses, Asians, pirates and civil wars. This year, the Academy threatens to get all political and metaphorical on our asses.