For this list of 15 standouts, the door was open to hallucinations, inanimate objects, and even different species.
The imagery and luxurious auditory landscape retains a potency on this disc that hits like a freshly lit, well-rolled joint.
It has all the strong markings of a Van Sant movie and Lionsgate shows the film requisite care on its Blu-ray transfer.
The Company Men is comfort food for the corporate class in crisis.
As a chaser to Ben Affleck’s last offering of pungent Beantown brew, the film is a near-beer.
The Town is a fatuous star vehicle that leaves little doubt about who gets the most soulful close-ups.
For all its problems, Chasing Amy remains for me the relative high point of Smith’s career.
Smith’s best film, in a disappointing audio-visual package with some great extras.
Kevin Smith’s clever in-joke movie gets an anemic Blu-ray release.
Extract occupies that awkward, slightly icky space in the Mike Judge oeuvre between funny and miserable.
Kevin Macdonald can’t begin to approach the paranoid genre mastery seen in the films of John Frankenheimer and Alan Pakula.
The film can’t help but approximate its unsatisfying elevation of chit-chat into a primary mode of rom-com narrative communication.
It’s a film that from the first to the last frame never forgets what it’s about, and remains unrelentingly faithful to its theme throughout.
People aren’t who they seem in Gone Baby Gone, and that goes for its makers as well.
Smokin’ Aces is a handsome and entertaining 108 minutes, but it’s not a good movie, and it’s difficult to get at why.
This multi-character crime saga is even less appealing than watching televised poker.
Last weekend marked a dubious footnote in movie history.
The duality between what one has/wants and what one is/desires to be proves to be a lackluster thematic spine.
Mike Mitchell’s grating comedy is a tribute to checkbook cheer.
It looks great (thanks to Vilmos Zsigmond), but can hardly muster a single laugh.