
Rio 2 review: jungle feeble
This is what passes for a children’s movie these days: a 1950s sitcom drawn in pretty tropical CGI colors with a few mostly forgettable songs tossed in.

This is what passes for a children’s movie these days: a 1950s sitcom drawn in pretty tropical CGI colors with a few mostly forgettable songs tossed in.

Follow a humble yellow school bus as it is transformed into something joyous and defiant. It’s like discovering that your grandma is a secret agent.

Sand blown in from the actual Sahara is settling on London this week…

The movie equivalent of a mean girls’ game whose only goal is humiliation. Also: a failed parable of the twistedness of the 1 percent.

A marvelous little unpacking of the meaning of happiness, precisely what constitutes it, and how to know whether you’ve found it.

I love the textures of the peeling paint on this old ship docked near the Thames Barrier.

Apparently this fooled a lot of viewers, and some people consider this the best April Fools joke ever.

A handsome movie in many ways, but it feels like an unpolished first draft, one that can’t quite decide how fantastical it wants to be.