It’s hard to pinpoint exactly why Days of Being Wild doesn’t quite move me like Wong’s other films.
The Howl DVD is a strong, affectionate transfer of a well-crafted film that never quite comes together.
Julie Taymor’s film isn’t as disastrous as it could have been, though it does fundamentally fail Shakespeare’s play.
Like the counterculture icon that penned the poem that serves as the title to Rob Epstein and Jeffrey Friedman’s film, Howl is one odd bird.
Temple Grandin stays true to its subject: observant, clear-eyed, and remarkable.
Sophie Barthes’s Cold Souls strives to affect the loony metaphysical spirit of Charlie Kaufman’s work.
Arriving at least two years after the Asian-horror-remake craze subsided, The Uninvited delivers a spooky-stepmom saga free of invention.
Curtis Hanson’s film is a throwback in nearly every way: in setting, in style, in performance, in storytelling..
The film remains one of the best neo-noirs of the ’90s and a fine example of classical Hollywood storytelling.
Like slogging through a pool of molasses, My Blueberry Nights may or may not wreck your love affair with Wong Kar-wai.
The features on this two-disc edition raises the question: Does Waters have stocks in Morton and Campbell’s?
It’s too bad that Trumbo over-relies on actors to goose up his voice with PBS-style epistolary “class.”
Wong’s sense of artistic priorities is the true subject of My Blueberry Nights.
My man Wong Kar-wai’s style is ossifying faster and more depressingly than my gal Joan Crawford’s mug did back in the day.
Fatherless children are the order of the day, but the film develops this theme no more than the absolute minimum.
The film works best during its pedal-to-the-metal car chases, which are virtuoso musical numbers of screeching tires and vehicles.
Paul Greengrass’s latest plops on the screen with lots of hi-fi energy but, strangely, very little feeling.
How does a talented, critically celebrated actor follow-up an Oscar nomination for a low-budget indie?
Factually more accurate than Glory Road but just as determined to pull heartstrings with its real-life tale of athletic triumph over adversity.
This smirky ask-nothing account of Bettie Page’s life won’t give anyone a rise, good or bad.