
Paranormal Activity: The Ghost Dimension movie review: beyond the pale
Cheap, lazy, and limited by its slavish adherence to the found-footage trope. Bonus: features the most cynical use ever of 3D to boost cinema ticket prices.

Cheap, lazy, and limited by its slavish adherence to the found-footage trope. Bonus: features the most cynical use ever of 3D to boost cinema ticket prices.

Or, That Time That Santa Went to Prison and Dad Broke Parole to Spring Him. You know, for kids! A new classic in the annals of Yuletide movie misfires.

Compulsively watchable. Joe Swanberg is a master of subtle dramatic observation, and his films are unlike anything other filmmakers are giving us right now.

Achingly lovely, so full of bittersweet melancholy and yet so fixedly hopeful…
I’m not sure a better cast has ever gone more ickily astray than in this most misbegotten of dramedies…
There’s genuine magic here. Dark magic, even. That’s a good thing.
There has always been something meanspirited about drag, but the meanness of this appalling movie descends to a cruel new low…
Want to make manchildren laugh? Blow some weed smoke out at them in 3D. Call something “Avatarded” as a compliment. Get a baby high. Har har.
What are you doing New Year’s eve? Not seeing this cheap, lazy excuse for a movie, I hope…

Is there sweet? Absolutely. But it is cut with funny: sometimes wicked, sometimes manic, often hysterical, always clever funny. And a whole lotta poignant, too.