In Time (review)
I’m starting to worry that Andrew Niccol has already said, with Gattaca and The Truman Show, all he has to say.
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Anonymous (review)
A tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. It is a fusty nut with no kernel. It speaks an infinite deal of nothing.
Restless (review)
Crams the “quirky” back into the please-god-kill-me-and-save-me-from-yet-another-ridiculous-teen-romance.
Contagion movie review
Ohmygod the germs, the germs! They’re everywhere!
The Help (review)
If movies that’re all men and no women can be universal, so can this one. This is The Shawshank Redemption.
Real Steel (review)
This is a ridiculous movie. And yet, I enjoyed the hell out it. Not just because Hugh Jackman is in it. In IMAX. Though that doesn’t hurt.
The Way movie review
An updated The Canterbury Tales for the 21st century, an on-the-road movie for our existentially confused times…
Footloose (review)
I wish I could say I didn’t know why anyone would bother xeroxing a nearly 30-year-old movie, but I do know why. And it ain’t pretty.
The Skin I Live In (review)
I’ve heard this from many a film lover: “Oh, Pedro Almodóvar! He’s such a feminist! He loves women!” I don’t see that. At all.
The Ides of March (review)
Everything that’s fucked up about American political culture at the moment is hung out in The Ides of March to air like the soiled laundry that it is…
