
Pan movie review: a disaster of fantastically epic proportions
An embarrassingly empty pastiche of numerous beloved action blockbusters, all frenetic action and soulless mishmashes of fantasy imagery.

An embarrassingly empty pastiche of numerous beloved action blockbusters, all frenetic action and soulless mishmashes of fantasy imagery.

Nigel the Charity Pig and Vincent Van Goat take a much-needed break from touring…

Blue Ruin’s Jeremy Saulnier is back with a smart, savage, dryly funny horror flick that has something to say about all-too-human monsters. No spoilers!

In the Latin Quarter.

This should be the basic model for female representation onscreen: it offers the bare minimum we should accept for the depiction of women in most films.

An excellent complement to the novel, simplifying the science without dumbing it down yet retaining the suspense and urgency of its interplanetary stranding.

Part of the fun for me was that Doctor Who was always a show that rewarded extra thinking-about. Not such much anymore…

A great example of how a movie with a male protagonist can still represent even a woman in “traditional” screen roles in a powerful way as fully human.

I wish I could have stopped the film — numerous times — simply to give myself a chance to step back from an emotional precipice of horror and tension.

You don’t need to go to a museum to enjoy some art in Paris. You can just hang out at the Metro stations.