It only hits its stride when its hedonistic images are paired with the stoned-out grooves of Future’s original songs.
Writer-director Franck Khalfoun’s Amityville: The Awakening is an elegant entry in a lame series of horror films.
The Darkness is so listless that one can’t even work up a proper head of self-righteous steam over the spooky Native American clichés that drive the plot.
Like most of Neil LaBute’s work in the field of “emotional terrorism,” the film protests that bad behavior isn’t only good, but also essential to art.
Dr. Gregory House returns for a third season in the show that bears his name and, at first, he’s surprisingly less of a curmudgeon.