Hustle doesn’t seem to know how its characters fit into the complicated web of sports, media, and finance that defines the NBA.
The Godfather films have set home-video standards for decades, and that trend continues with Paramount’s astonishing 4K restorations.
Joe Kidd ambles onto Blu-ray with an exemplary transfer and a couple of interesting extras.
Lionsgate’s lavish presentation of the film’s various cuts represents the latest high-water mark for a catalog studio release.
These films are as elegant as they are expansive, acutely perceptive and operatic in their high emotions.
None of director Steve McQueen’s prior features has explored its subtext with such depth.
The film concerns four women who take fate into their hands in the wake of their criminal husbands’ deaths, forging a future on their own terms.
Bits of editorializing dialogue throughout In Dubious Battle suggest the resonant film that might’ve been.
Dispensing with all notions that Days of Thunder is a critical work of any sort reveals its hollow and misogynistic underpinnings.
Duvall’s evident admiration for his wife are typical of this film, in which so much seems touchingly sincere but clumsily expressed.
Many wondered why Foxcatcher’s Steve Carell didn’t attempt a campaign in supporting actor, which is where BAFTA slotted him.
One long trial of moral duty, and one that excuses repugnant behavior and psychological warfare in lieu of a repetitive, condescending sermon on honoring thy father.
Emilio Aragón’s film is a star vehicle in the strictest sense.
Billy Bob Thornton’s ensemble Southern family dramedy fails to subvert its cutesy formula often enough.
Coppola’s ambition had always been his best friend and worst enemy.
This more-than-game Sherlock Holmes pastiche makes its high-definition debut on Blu-ray sporting a solid transfer.
There’s a curious anxiousness at the root of Jack Reacher, an earnestly feigned, inconsistent attempt to be unique in a familiar genre.
Berlinale, the most smoothly run of all major festivals, is a pleasure for the Anglophone.
Listening in on The Conversation has never been so rewarding.
Our greatest living actor makes the fortune-cookie bromides of Matthew Dean Russell’s Seven Days in Utopia sound like Yeats.