Paranormal Activity 3 (review)
When the only mildly creepy thing a horror film trailer has to offer doesn’t appear in the actual film, that’s bad.
reviews by genre
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 Three Musketeers (review)
It is leaden where it should be light. It is graceless and charmless. It reels from the painful banter. It is the epitome of empty soulless corporate filmmaking.
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…
Tyrannosaur (review)
Why the film chooses to dump additional cruelty atop a woman who is at the mercy of violent, vicious men is a mystery.
Johnny English Reborn (review)
Shockingly, this is the rare sequel that improves on the original. Granted, that wasn’t hard, in this case, but neither is saying this damning with faint praise.
