Schlesinger’s film presents ’30s L.A. as a nightmarish circle in Dante’s Inferno.
The film is a pointlessly complicated house of cards that crumbles due to its own hollowness.
The hot streak for Irish animation studio Cartoon Saloon cools with My Father’s Dragon.
Fox’s Blu-ray may be the reference disc of the year so far, with unimpeachable audio and video and a host of strong extras to boot.
The film’s action boasts some of the most sturdy, coherent direction to mark a giant-scale blockbuster in some time.
The speed with which characters lay out the story’s dire stakes prevents King’s rich mythology from taking root.
Nate Parker strains to control the strange and stirring complications of his subject’s visionary apocalypticism.
Like its predecessor, Babak Najafi’s London Has Fallen is content to dumbly relish in the inanity of Mike’s rampage.
The actors chew the lurid, shopworn material up to bits, savoring it like a Royale with cheese.
The film is a deck-stacking simulation of a dialogue it isn’t even remotely interested in opening.
Lincoln may further the heroism so associated with its subject, but it’s no bleeding-heart glamorization.
Warner’s Blu-ray release of Tim Burton’s latest underpraised ode to resurrection and individuality looks and sounds spectacular.
The film recalls bloated misfires of decades past like The Witches of Eastwick and Dracula.
Long live the shameless explosions of dramaction.
This new take on A Nightmare on Elm Street gives a famous movie boogeyman an explicit psychological makeover
The filmmakers have caved to the prevailing mindset and relegated jazz music to the aesthetic graveyard.
Rather than add to a memorable canon of images, all visions of helplessness, this film simply replicates them.
Martin Scorsese’s film walks a fine line between institutional thriller and what-is-reality inquest.
Less a movie than a sociology thesis, Fragments follows a bunch of post-traumatic Los Angelenos after they’ve witnessed a shooting inside a diner.
There’s a reason they call it adaptation.