Arbitrage (review)
For all the satisfying ironies that are dished up, some of what we’re served is hopelessly naive.
reviews by genre
Pitch Perfect (review)
What’s charming and fun here gets a little overwhelmed by too much grossout stuff.
Total Recall (review)
Len Underworld Wiseman’s least hacktackular movie yet, which isn’t to say that it’s quality entertainment, but it is some solid B-grade processed-cheese-product movie junk food.
Smashed (review)
It’s the other alchoholic-gets-a-wakeup-call movie of 2012, though Smashed is a lot less flashy than Flight…
Chasing Ice (review)
Could this be the thing that finally makes the doubters wake up and smell the global warming? (new DVD UK)
Love Crime (review)
The boss-from-hell story gets whipped up, Parisian-style, into a wicked bonbon of oh-so-delicious nastiness…
The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey (review)
No, not all who wander are lost. But doesn’t mean that some who wander aren’t lost. Such as Peter Jackson, with his first-of-three-parts big-screen adaptation of The Hobbit.
Heleno (review)
Avoids the game of the world’s first sports superstar to instead place a lurid focus on his other notorious public exploits…
Seven Psychopaths (London Film Festival review)
Bursting with equal parts exasperation, despair, cultural criticism, and black comedy…
I, Anna (review)
A gloss of edgy noirish elegance cannot disguise the fact that this is yet one more tiresome example of the thriller subgenre that posits that the most interesting thing that a woman can be is out of her mind.
