The film is the finest balance yet of Martin McDonagh’s bleak sense of humor and offbeat moral sincerity.
The film’s onslaught of misery can look like a manipulative pile-on more than a candid assessment of strife.
Matt Reeves’s War for the Planet of the Apes is a film that resides in an ethical grey zone.
Craig Johnson’s film lurches from poignant melancholy to cartoonish slapstick, unable to settle on a consistent tone.
The finest American teen film in at least a generation, The Edge of Seventeen arrives on home video ripe for discovery as a new cult classic.
The smartest thing about Kelly Fremon Craig’s teen dramedy is its measured take on its protagonist’s theatrics.
The sheer amount of people and incident indifferently presented throughout suggests only an obligation to quota-filling.
This terrific neo-noir has been outfitted with a beautiful transfer and no extras to speak of, which is a shame.
The film arrives prepackaged with suggested comparisons to Heat that it never earns because of its dreary literal-mindedness.
For a film about the violent overthrow of the status quo, Mockingjay – Part 2 is terminally conventional.
When it’s working, SNL captures something about our shared cultural consciousness.
As a metaphor for the way we respond to the media, the film succeeds most when it revels in ambiguity.
The home-video format, which encourages binge viewing, could serve to accentuate the nagging hollowness of the show’s busy-body plotting.
True Detective tickles a kind of hard-boiled hysteria, but it never dives headfirst into madness.
What this movie finally boils down to is a deceptively simple tale of two brothers, and of being one’s brother’s keeper, and of seeking justice on the crudest of fronts.
The film’s form doesn’t distract from the content, and lets the characters speak for themselves.
Absent of humor and thrills, it’s also accented with designs and color schemes that are equally notable for their lack of risk.
The film employs a flashy text-and-graphics aesthetic that immediately brings to mind the satirical undercurrent of a Grand Theft Auto video game.
There’s nothing behind all this sturm und drang but a lineup of insubstantial ciphers.
This hodgepodge of a crime film looks great on Sony’s Blu-ray, but the package offers only crumbs in the extras department.