Lawless (review)
An outsider’s look at a unique moment in American history, the gigantic failed social experiment of Prohibition: withering yet hugely engaging and ringing with unspoken critical parallels with today’s “war on drugs.”
An outsider’s look at a unique moment in American history, the gigantic failed social experiment of Prohibition: withering yet hugely engaging and ringing with unspoken critical parallels with today’s “war on drugs.”
Honestly, I’m not entirely sure what David Cronenberg’s point is here…
Even the marvelous performances by Clive Owen and Andrea Riseborough are not enough to ratchet up the drama to the level of the totally gripping, which is a damn shame and something of a puzzler…
There’s way too much crass and crude for this third outing in the series to do much beyond stoke juvenile disgust with human bodily functions…
Once in a while a film comes along that demonstrates how pig-headedly sexist Hollywood is when it comes to ignoring female perspectives.
Almost shocking in how it depicts 15-year-old Alma’s all-consuming confusion, anxiety, and sexual desperation: with the same candid carnality of the horny-boy subgenre…

Timur Bekmambetov treats his pile-on of pulpy historical pseudo revisionism sincerely, but cheerfully so: its subversively gentle sense of humor is never so earnest that it stumbles over into cheese.
It’s intended to be delightful, but it feels as long as a pregnancy itself, this roundrobin of forcefully interconnected tales of incipient parenthood.
See! This is how you do romantic comedy!
Never let it be said that Nicholas Sparks doesn’t prefer easy fake greeting-card melodrama instead of something that looks more like complicated reality.