Its scenes wildly escalate to a fever pitch at the drop of a hat, before then ending, more often than not, with abrupt violence.
It’s difficult to think of a film more out of step with the current culture than Eli Roth’s Death Wish remake.
Bits of editorializing dialogue throughout In Dubious Battle suggest the resonant film that might’ve been.
Rings is unsure as to whether it’s a sequel to the other entries in the series or a contemporary reboot.
The film never surrenders to the abandon of its action, and as such never feels like it shifts out of first gear.
With this classic Hollywood thriller, Robert Altman proved that career rehabilitation can spring from stylishly biting the hand that feeds you.
The beautiful game, as Pelé called football (or soccer to us Americans), has never felt like such a sedate slog.
It can’t tell whether it wants to be junk food or not, lovingly poking fun at some Hollywood tropes while shamelessly indulging others.
This time around, in spotlighting Liam Neeson’s fatigued charisma, Jaume Collet-Serra’s formidable filmmaking chops have plateaued.
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.
This almost weirdly resonant Stallone vehicle nets an attractive transfer that should please hardcore action fans and genre tourists alike.
Historians may forever rue the day JFK hit movie screens, but to movie fans, it’s the centerpiece for any defense of the persuasive powers of the medium.
An egregious entry into the pantheon of films about white Americans traveling to exotic lands in search of identity and soul-searching adventure.
A dim anti-privatization parable that preaches a familiar strain of cynical, unchallenged self-righteousness in the face of widespread abuse of civil liberties.
Wayne Kramer thankfully refuses to cloak his excessiveness in hedge-betting self-consciousness and the result is a gratifyingly disreputable B-movie blow out.