The American (review)
I was certain that there was no movie that I could not endure if it meant I could gaze at George Clooney for two hours. I was wrong.
I was certain that there was no movie that I could not endure if it meant I could gaze at George Clooney for two hours. I was wrong.
Sam’s little-boy idealism about what it means to be a cop gets a 1973 wakeup call…

It’s absolutely worth seeing… if only for the intriguing debate to be had afterward, if it wouldn’t be an even stronger film were the last five minutes or so to be chopped off.
This is how you do it. More like this, please.
A little push and a little pull is what it takes to survive 1973…
I suppose Aaron Schneider knows a thing or two about how to make a cold gray stark wintry movie look even more Great Depression-y…
The horror of Bong Joon-ho’s bleakly comic film begins with how it’s barely a blip in a mother’s routine when her son is accused of murdering a teenaged schoolgirl and Mom must doggedly go to work to find the real killer…
There’s something ridiculously and deeply sad about what Eat Pray Love reveals about the deprived lives American women lead…
This is what I am profoundly grateful for: Roman Polanski’s elegant, gripping thriller The Ghost Writer is not about teenaged girls, not in any way at all.
This year’s Oscar winner for Best Foreign Language Film is a seductive film noir, a lonely love story, a cautionary tale about taking a quest for justice too far, and more…