A good-but-not-great movie gets a good-but-not-great DVD treatment. Rolling papers not included.
It’s a bumpy film, and though no one may see it, it’s impossible to imagine it playing as gracefully without Famke Janssen’s conviction to her role.
It delivers a rather predictable indie coming-of-age narrative, and Levine’s music video-ish sentimentality doesn’t help alleviate such familiarity.
David Wain and Ken Marino’s The Ten is as tonally divergent as possible from Krzysztof Kieślowski’s The Dekalog.
Chris Eigemanembodies an erudite prep school English teacher beset by ambivalence about his upper-crust professional milieu.
Prepared to be stunned, because Brett Ratner does not completely sully your beloved mutants-versus-the-world franchise.
The film is a Frankensteinian fusion of every thriller made in Hollywood from Rosemary’s Baby to Don’t Say a Word.
Hide and Seek is as nuts as Dakota Fanning.
Eulogy’s spectacle of nastiness doesn’t indicate a family’s greater, largely unspoken love for one another.
Someone telephone B. Ruby Rich, because X2: X-Men United can be lumped in as the latest evolution of the New Queer Cinema.
I Spy is a nostalgia-free shit job that features what could be Eddie Murphy’s shrillest performance to date.
The film is a Freud for Dummies journey into mind-cracking.