The Ballad of Buster Scruggs is a silly, mood-shifting shaggy-dog anthology that feels at once structurally ambitious and almost perfunctory.
Everyone in George Clooney’s film is a bastard, worthy of being shot, stabbed, blown up, or poisoned with lye.
There’s a simple magnetism inherent in this kind of filmmaking, and the Coens know how to orchestrate it.
The Coen brothers’ sardonic revisionism of Hollywood’s golden era is, ironically, their most earnest feature.
A grippingly expressive espionage yarn, another exemplary entry in Steven Spielberg’s late-career period, receives a top-tier, must-buy transfer.
Joel and Ethan Coen’s idiosyncrasies elevate Hail, Caesar! above the level of a mere creative exercise.
The Criterion Collection’s heavyweight disc is a major release for the label that may pass through the market square without much fanfare.
Only rarely does Steven Spielberg observe how queasily at odds our patriotism is with our humanity.
Its chief misstep is taking its title too literally, and ultimately depicting Louie as an indestructible, and thus largely inhuman, superhero.