The Snowman is missing so much basic connective tissue as to be rendered almost completely inexplicable.
Terrence Malick’s Song to Song is about floating along on currents of uncertain desire and excitement.
West and Ward are antipodal to every subsequent incarnation of Batman and Robin. The dynamic duo are blithe fuddy duddies turned billionaire scions in spandex.
A redux of Myth of the American Sleepover, an equally evocative tale of longing that was far more successful at matching teen tropes with atmospheric naturalism.
This edition makes a weak, halfhearted case for Francis Ford Coppola’s latest oddity, which can use all the defense it can get.
Ron Howard’s faux-Tolkienian epic of burdensome adventuring gets a royal treatment from Fox with an excellent A/V transfer and a solid bundle of extras.
When I remember Top Gun, I always think of a pair of women’s shoes and a message from God.
Nicolas Cage’s performance is some kind of tour de force.
Felon won’t rock your world but may endear you to more than just Stephen Dorff’s abdominal muscles.