Casa de Mi Padre (review)

A little bit Mel Brooks, a little bit Airplane!: subtle humor that slips under your radar instead of bashing you over the head is what makes Casa one of the more adventurous comedies in recent years…

End of Watch (review)

David Ayer has pulled off an all-new LAPD cop action drama with a vibrancy so electric that the screen seems to sing from the film’s opening moments, and keeps ringing long after the film ends.

Premium Rush (review)

In real life, a bike messenger with a death wish is an urban hazard. But in a zippy popcorn flick and played by Joseph Gordon-Levitt? He’s a charmer…

Dredd (review)

I dunno much about Judge Dredd. I know he springs from a comic book series, I know he’s Judge Judy and executioner, and I know he never takes his helmet off. Forget the roughshodding of civil rights: it’s that last one that’s a major bummer.

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.”

The Dark Knight Rises (review)

This may be the darkest, the grimmest, the most depressing summer popcorn movie ever. It is not summery. It is not popcorny. The peasants of Gotham are us, we 99 percent huddled in the dark and frantic for a hero we will not find.