The closer the series gets to its destination, the more it invites skepticism of whether there’s really much there at all.
Super Pumped: The Battle for Uber is awkwardly split between a broader look at Uber and a bog-standard rise-and-fall narrative.
De Silva discusses his experience establishing a career as an actor in his adopted country.
The actor told me about porn, Gerard Damiano’s Jheri curl, and the shelf life of The Simpsons, all while making me laugh out loud…a lot.
Raja Gosnell’s particular zeal to modernize the Smurfs only develops this would-be family comedy into a shamelessly manipulative smurftastrophe.
Lost in the music, mustaches, and furniture of the early ’70s, this docudrama of a porn star’s exploitation isn’t nearly painful enough.
Though not a banner release, this Blu-ray of Armitage’s deceptively breezy dark comedy boasts a strong A/V transfer.
The krill subplot is even thinner than the penguins’, to the point where it scarcely has any reason to exist.
One wonders what the 23rd season of Matt Groening’s series would have to say about the Herbert Walker administration.
The Smurfs movie reminds us that there’s no bigger bitch in life than nostalgia.
Throughout its arduous and prosaic narrative, Hop only shows momentary glimmers of life.
Love & Other Drugs is an unwieldy mélange of genres and agendas, alternately gutsy and lamentable.
This bibilical buddy comedy often makes you wish that 2001: A Space Odyssey’s dawn-of-man apes had never picked up that bone.
Director Shawn Levy remains unable to convey the type of grand, awe-inspiring scope and wonder that his material requires.
What should have been a gripping and informative documentary experience is made unwatchable with crappy stop-motion animation.
The archival footage used in Chicago 10 brings us back to a time when individuals weren’t afraid of speaking up for their ideals.
Run, Fatboy, Run so slavishly hews to a familiar rom-com template that it quickly makes itself irrelevant.
It may not be the best…movie…ever, but it’s the best…Simpsons…movie…so far.
I will not skimp on sublimity. I will not skimp on sublimity.
Eulogy’s spectacle of nastiness doesn’t indicate a family’s greater, largely unspoken love for one another.