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.

Twenty Twelve/The Games (review)

You must see Twenty Twelve if you’re a fan of smart, sharp social, cultural, media, and political satire and hugely entertaining comedic performances from some of the best British talent doing funny stuff today.

The Dictator (review)

A stunning failure, certainly compared to Borat and Bruno. Sacha Baron Cohen is clearly aware of whom the targets of his satiric ire should be, but he couldn’t figure out how to make it work.

Juan of the Dead (review)

Zombies and social satire were made for each other — this has been true since the advent of the modern zombie flick in the 1970s. But zombies and political satire?