Review: Manglehorn

David Gordon Green stages even fleeting tonal palate cleansers with a self-consciousness that parallels Al Pacino’s acting.

Review: Mr. X

For a life beyond mere DVD supplementary material, the film could use a dose of rigor to balance out its steady stream of congratulatory pit stops.

Review: Spring Breakers

One of the effects of Harmony Korine’s feverish, hypnotic style is that the whole thing feels like a fantasy—or rather a nightmare perversion of the American dream.