Picking up where “Cairo” left off, the season finale features a series of reckonings, not all of them as satisfying as one might have hoped.
“The Garveys at Their Best” is, principally, a reconsideration of characters we believe we’ve come to know.
An enthralling portrait of what happens when the urge to move on collides with the persistence of grief.
I’m excited by its proficiency with an unorthodox brand of suburban drama, part Left Behind and part Leave It to Beaver.
It’s hard to know where to situate “Two Boats and a Helicopter,” the stellar third episode of The Leftovers, within the HBO drama’s still-elusive arc.
Compared to “Pilot,” “Penguins One” is more focused, but the ambivalence it provokes remains the same.
In the beginning, at least, The Leftovers sounds familiar.
At least the irony with which this transparently written and dispassionately aestheticized film so demagogically argues for the value of words and pictures is brutally convincing.
Arie Posin’s almost offensively “tasteful” dud remains irritatingly on the surface, more alive to the set design than the characters’ motivations.
The film’s premise seems ripe for execution in the vein of Neil LaBute’s style of behind-closed-doors perversion.
Robin Swicord’s The Jane Austen Book Club is pitched as The First Wives Club for coffeehouse intellectuals.