The Last Song (review)
Damn you, Greg Kinnear, for making me cry over *The Last Song*…
coming of age
The Runaways (review)
There hasn’t been a movie like The Runaways, one about women rockers that’s just as raw and earthy and tough and pitiless as the ones about the men are.
A Prophet (Un prophète) (review)
How a does a timid boy become a violent gangster? Like this.
How to Train Your Dragon (review)
It’s been a long time since I had to stifle the urge to shout, “No no NO!” at a movie screen in order to ensure that everything turned out okay in the end.
Young Sherlock Holmes (review)
First thing the Robert Downey Jr. Sherlock Holmes made me think? (Okay, second thing, after ‘Sexiest Holmes evah!’) ‘I have got to see Young Sherlock Holmes again.’
Fish Tank (review)
Some viewers may be turned off by the raw fury of 15-year-old Mia, but they’re probably the ones who need to see this marvelously disturbing film most…
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…
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)…
Amarcord (review)
So far, in my 12-plus years as a film critic, Federico Fellini is the only filmmaker who makes me throw up my hands and complain that I just don’t understand, um, all those egghead film critics.
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.
