Fantastic Mr. Fox is one of Wes Anderson’s funniest, wisest, and most beautiful explorations of lost dreams.
For the past eight years, the Killers have partnered with (RED) for a Christmas single.
Absent of humor and thrills, it’s also accented with designs and color schemes that are equally notable for their lack of risk.
Seitz coaxes perception-altering sentiments out of Anderson by pointedly playing right into his persona of the wounded naïf intellectual.
Shawn Levy’s occasionally uproarious, warm-hearted comedy is about different generations educating each other, but it never seems rote.
The Criterion Collection has brought Wes Anderson’s biggest commercial success it into their high-definition stable with great aplomb.
The boy wizard’s last hurrah still, however, has a better shot in this category than Midnight in Paris.
Fable-like, if not exactly fabulous, Midnight in Paris gets shoved onto shelves in a barebones edition from Sony Pictures Home Entertainment.
Where Allen is sure to perform well is in the Best Original Screenplay category, where he’s been nominated a total of 14 times.
Criterion’s stellar reputation for Blu-ray releases continues unabated with their phenomenal treatment of Wes Anderson’s first masterpiece.
Director David Frankel can’t lend the inflated sitcom dilemmas of the characters any life.
Cars 2, even more than its predecessor, is the Pixar movie that’s safe to hate.
Part of its charm derives from how its concept takes audiences, like its main character, by surprise.
The narrative trajectory of Midnight in Paris may be one-note, but it’s a lovely and charming one.
The Cable Guy now seems a prophetic dark comedy and a key into the sensibilities of Jim Carrey, Ben Stiller, and Judd Apatow.
The film is a strange, well-intentioned mess that builds to an unusually effective ending.
For its first third, Hall Pass zips along crudely but amiably on its sitcom-episode conceit.
Despite its title, Little Fockers barely features children. Other things it’s lacking include laughs, coherence, and a reason to exist.
James L. Brooks’s wit and his facility for creating credible heart-mind-libido conflicts have both steadily waned.
The film gets a perfectly calibrated Blu-ray release from the Criterion Collection.