Rustin roots itself cinematically more in fantasy than possibility.
What lingers most readily from Amsterdam are the little privileged moments.
Spiral seems primed to explore the present-day fight against police brutality, but it never lives up to that promise.
This is a sleeker-looking vehicle that’s eager to be scary but not comfortable being ugly.
After its promising first act, Craig Brewer’s film becomes a series of fleeting bits, allowing questions to pile up.
The apparent moral of the story? We are all Madonna. So grab your grillz and start humping the nearest wall.
The film relies on a bevy of spectacularly funny clips and a plethora of talking heads, most falling back on plaudits rather than sage insights.
When it’s working, SNL captures something about our shared cultural consciousness.
Jorge Hinojosa wisely subverts Slim’s mythos by pulling the curtain back on it in the doc’s second half by revealing the man beneath.
The obvious amount of hard work that went into this out-of-touch sequel is partly what makes it so irritating.
Season three of Louie continued to tread some fantastic dimension where a half-hour television comedy is about real discovery.
Simply the best television of 2011, presented on two gorgeous Blu-ray discs, courtesy of Fox Home Entertainment.
A lavish, high-caliber release of four blockbuster classics.
Madagascar 3: Europe’s Most Wanted is low on character development, relying on flimsy, time-honored narrative arcs that audiences barely even notice anymore.
Kirk Jones’s film takes procreation not only as its central theme, but as a given.
These 15 heavens almost all exist on another plane.
The film pulls us back in as easily as an old friend after a years-long absence.
On the occasion of his 86th birthday last Friday night, Jerry Lewis was in his element: water.
When it comes to Julie Delpy, the key question remains the old Barbra Streisand one.
I left Grown Ups feeling as if Hollywood had given me a great big wedgie.