Collectors and franchise geeks will no doubt go batty for this two-disc set.
The film is a series of pertinent moral predicaments delivered via sleek procedural-genre circumstances.
The film’s utilization of the diamond industry and its accompanying slave trade as a mere diversionary plot point is plenty distasteful.
It’s tempting to call the new Sleuth a soulless remake, but that would imply that the original had a soul.
By the year 2027, Children of Men’s cult status will be more apparent than ozone.
The problem with Children of Men is that it’s too much of a performance and not enough of a movie.
It would be foolish to deny the supreme technical achievements of Children of Men.
Cuarón’s virtuostic vision is laced with magical-realist touches and reflective of the constant flux that is the bane of so many refugee and immigrant lives.
What rankles me the most is the received wisdom that somehow Flags of Our Fathers has too broad of a canvas for Eastwood and thus is outside his particular wheelhouse.
The Prestige’s performances have a big-budget, larger-than-life robustness.
The film’s funk of hedonism is only as pungent as a perfume sample in a department store catalogue ad.
Strictly for fans of Sprint commercials.
The Weather Man disingenuously conveys the fickleness of day-to-day existence via a monsoon of profane, contrived moroseness.
The image on this disc is serviceable but the audio delivers the goods.
This is a comedy that gets away with more than it deserves, even using “Everybody Hurts” on the soundtrack.
Fear is Batman’s weapon of choice in Christopher Nolan’s Batman Begins.
A banal film receives an equally banal audio and visual presentation.
Secondhand Lions is a fantastical lark that recalls the similarly themed Big Fish.
No featurette overstays its welcome on this handsome Secondhand Lions DVD package.
The Statement never delves too deeply into the pitch-black heart of its premise.