The film goes to show that humanism and absurdism are often two expressions of the same face.
The story’s center isn’t strong enough for the rest of its disparate parts to hold.
Joseph Kosinski’s film fully surrenders to the grandiose fun that’s marked the best of Tom Cruise’s recent star vehicles.
No Sudden Move mixes an old-school 1950s noir with a modern sense of social self-consciousness.
Jamie Dornan is a stiff whom Jon Hamm immediately upstages, and this dynamic underscores why the film is so tedious and unsatisfying.
Ironically, Clint Eastwood is as condescending of Jewell as the bureaucrats he despises.
In the end, it can’t help but sentimentalize the better angels that supposedly reside in the land of liberty’s flawed human fabric.
Noah Hawley treats his protagonist’s story as a somber tragedy that at times stoops to trashiness.
Bad Times at the El Royale begins as a cheeky chamber drama before morphing into an expectation-busting blend of noir and pitch-black comedy.
Director Jeff Tomsic’s debut feature film, Tag, is exactly the Terms of Endearment our era deserves.
The film adopts a half-hearted variation on A Beautiful Mind’s gimmicky approach to grappling with a man’s mental illness.
Brad Anderson’s Beirut shows how espionage might appeal to the sort of masochist who’s also an adrenaline addict.
The sledgehammer preachiness of Mark Pellington’s Nostalgia almost scans as a failed hipster joke.
Mapping the intersection between history and emotion, Michael Almereyda finds himself in Alain Resnais terrain.
The technical sophistication of Edgar Wright’s artistry reaches new heights with this heist-cum-musical.
According to Brian Shoaf’s Aardvark, a man’s psychosis boils down to an extreme case of sibling rivalry.
By the time the film limps toward its Marrakech-set epilogue, its experiment in social osmosis is as much a failure as its B-sitcom-grade yuks.
There’s something to be said for a summer movie that offers up Chris Colfer as a misogynist hairdresser.
Considering that “Person to Person” is the series finale of Mad Men, it’s best to start with its final images.
The title of last night’s episode of Mad Men comes from a handbook for hobos written by Nels Anderson.