Love and Sex (review)

There are two kinds of women in the world. There are those who put up with boring guys they can’t stand to be around just “because sometimes you just have to get out of the house.” And there are those who develop their own interests, nurture their own friends, and are quite capable of taking … more…

The Crew and The Whole Nine Yards (review)

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Mob stories rarely work as comedy. For every Get Shorty or Analyze This we seem to get a dozen Mickey Blue Eyeses and Jane Austen’s Mafia!s. For the comedies to gell, it seems, the mafia milieu needs to bump up against another idiosyncratic subculture: Mob Meets Hollywood, Mob Meets Therapy. The Crew tries it on with Mob Meets Old Fart… if there could be said to be an ‘Old Fart’ subculture.

The Cell (review)

A guided tour through a serial killer’s demented mind sounds like fun, doesn’t it? Imagine the cool CGI we’d find there. Surely there’d be demons and monsters and women chained up like animals and blood and medieval torture and stuff, right? Yup. *The Cell* has it all.

Cube (review)

Cube is one of those rare films that make you itch uncomfortably on the inside. It’s not relentlessly grisly, though it does contain a couple of glimpses at more horrible things than you’ve probably ever imagined could happen to a human body — it’s the things we never see onscreen, the things that go unexplained, that worm their way into your head.

Running Mates (review)

It’s a nice fantasy: an honest politician… and one as gorgeous as Tom Selleck. Cable network TNT’s timing couldn’t be any better — Running Mates is airing between the party conventions — but this comedy/drama falls a little flat as either. A presidential hopeful, Michigan governor James Pryce (Selleck: The Love Letter) hasn’t yet announced … more…

The Opportunists (review)

Take this spring’s Where the Money Is, give it a dose of weary reality, and you’ll come up with this compact and understated treasure of a film. First-time writer/director Myles Connell takes us deep into the lives of hard-luck, working-class guys who turn small-time crooks more out of sheer, stupid desperation than anything else. Queens … more…

The Ninth Gate (review)

Just ask Johnny Depp, Book Detective. Depp plays Dean Corso, an unscrupulous New York City rare-book dealer — and by ‘unscrupulous’ I mean ‘double-dealing money-grubbing bastard,’ to quote The Ninth Gate, the most ominously silly movie since Eyes Wide Shut.

Bless the Child (review)

Instead of an edgy and cool Christina Ricci movie, *Bless the Child* is more like a USA Networks adorable-moppet-in-peril flick, the kind with titles like *Oh Please No Dear God in Heaven Not My Baby.* With some of *The Sixth Sense* mixed in. In fact, this script was probably dragged out from under a slush pile at Paramount after everyone started raving about that Osment kid and shhh! not telling Bruce Willis’s big secret.