In the end, it can’t help but sentimentalize the better angels that supposedly reside in the land of liberty’s flawed human fabric.
On an almost bare stage, the scenes bleed into each other with little sense that the setting or situation has changed.
The show’s third and final season struggles to consistently build gripping stories for its vivid characters to inhabit.
The film’s satisfyingly tactile action set pieces serve to hammer home just how perilous the space race really was.
The film is content to present Anton Chekhov’s ideas rather than grapple with their provocative and complex subtexts.
Stephen Gaghan’s Gold finds no treasure of gleaming originality in its crushingly clichéd anti-capitalist parable.
It potently clarifies how our lives are spent distracted from matters of the closest personal significance.
The episode deals with several kinds of love: romantic, platonic, and that sparkly feeling somewhere in between.
The tectonic shifts in the inner lives of Girls’s main characters sometimes bring them back together.
Like a Jane Austen novel, Girls seems obsessed lately with pairing its main characters up with long-term mates.
Tim Blake Nelson’s film immerses itself into as many pain-induced (and painful) subplots as it possibly can.
The film is a lightly dramatized case file that’s structurally averse to world-building and psychological portraiture.
The payoff is a huge and telling visual howler, summarizing the entire plot with a blithe indifference that will inevitably mirror the audience’s.
Compounding the leaden pace are the shoehorned references that connect the film to the continuity of the Marvel universe.
The reset that follows Nicolas Brody’s death in Iran at the end of season three may save Homeland from ignominy.
This is a Hollywood-delivered chronicle of the immigrant experience that earns its justification through good will and tact.
And the jury’s still very much out over whether Shawn Levy is an inept comedy director masquerading as an opportunistically dramatic one, or vice versa.
The story wisely focuses on the cast’s worn-in and jazzy repartee and expresses a perfectly modulated sense of self-awareness.
The latest collaboration between director Jaume Collet-Serra and star Liam Neeson is made with far more care and visual detail than you might expect.