Shutter Island (review)
If what I think is happening here, is happening here, it better not be…
based on a book
Percy Jackson & the Olympians: The Lightning Thief (review)
So it can be told: The road to hell isn’t paved with good intentions, it’s paved with Harry Potter wannabes. Now, now — I know that’s not quite fair to anyone involved with this perfectly inoffensive, occasionally clever kids’ movie…
Dear John (review)
Oh, it’s tragic, all right, what happens when lovers get separated by a war whipped up out of political bullshit.
Extraordinary Measures (review)
*Extraordinary Measures* is to science what *Erin Brockovich* was to the law.
A Single Man (review)
Fashion designer Tom Ford has made the cinematic equivalent of a fashion magazine spread…
Youth in Revolt (review)
Please, horny teenaged lads — *please* — do not heed the “advice” of movies like this one, which mistakes being an unappealing doormat reeking of desperation (which girls don’t like) for being a genuinely nice guy (which girls do like)…
Sherlock Holmes (review)
I think Conan Doyle might well love what Guy Ritchie has done with the world’s first consulting detective…
Up in the Air movie review: you are not your frequent-flyer miles
There is a thrill of recognition to *Up in the Air* — and a horror of recognition, too…
Invictus (review)
Hoorah! Nelson Mandela united South Africans, black and white, and overcame their long-held suspicions and hatred and bigotries in the postapartheid upheaval by getting them to refocus their hate on Australia and New Zealand. Or at least on their stupid rugby players. Hoorah!
Me and Orson Welles (review)
The best ever love letter/horror story about the seductions and anxieties of life in the theater is the Canadian television show *Slings & Arrows.* This enchantingly bittersweet little film might be the second best.
