The reboot has arrived at a time when warmth and optimism are precious commodities.
Take a ride on Disillusionment Express straight to Keepin’ It Real Town, New Jersey.
No one in Zach Braff’s Going in Style seems to really know what the hell they’re doing or why.
If The Tree of Life was a contemplation of the verities of life, this film is an hour spent scrolling through a stranger’s family album.
It’s hard to see the fiscal woes at the center of Zach Braff’s film as anything more than a fashionable depiction of first-world problems.
Jeremy Snead’s doc comes off more as a commercial for a grand, overarching product that isn’t finished being developed.
The film is an amorphous melange of ill-fitting reference points and misappropriated aesthetics.
The High Cost of Living is yet another example of the high cost (for moviegoers) of lowered production barriers for aspiring filmmakers.
Zach Braff is just about the world’s most insufferable comedic actor, and The Ex does nothing to diminish that reputation.
As if Hollywood films needed any outside help to celebrate arrested narcissism, along comes The Last Kiss.
In Chicken Little, the only thing that falls apart quicker than the sky is Foxy Loxy’s sexual identity.
A better name for Chicken Little might have been My First Spielberg Movie.
New Jersey isn’t as ugly as Todd Solondz would have us believe, but it’s also not as precious as Zach Braff tells us it is here.
A quiet and small film, to be sure, but a debut that nevertheless should not be ignored.