
Life Itself documentary review: he found it at the movies
A touching biography, and an accidental look at the tremendous upheaval that journalism has weathered in the past half century.

A touching biography, and an accidental look at the tremendous upheaval that journalism has weathered in the past half century.

An absurdist mock epic that is hilarious, outrageous, and completely insane. It’s like a bonkers Swedish Forrest Gump.

Dumb, pointless, unentertaining crap. But at least it’s about women. Yay? Nah.

This documentary interview with Bush-era insider Donald Rumsfeld is like a horror movie with a calm sociopath at its center.

Rearranger of space and time Michael Bay has reached a level of aggressive self-actualization that perhaps no other human being has reached before.

It’s not as raunchy as the title suggests, but Paul Rudd and Amy Poehler pull off a hilarious sendup of every rom-com cliché with only a few (easily forgivable) missteps. I laughed a lot.

A too-literal adaptation of Philip K. Dick’s paranoid science fiction fantasy lacks the atmosphere and human feeling it demands to work on any level.

An achingly personal tale of grief and despair amidst the ironies of the modern world, where almost medieval levels of misery live alongside 21st-century horrors.

Jon Favreau’s midlife artistic crisis rendered as food porn. Funny, poignant, and wise, though the wish-fulfillment romantic fantasy of it is a tad much.

Confused suspense drama starts out gripping and descends into a moral muddle that a very good performance by Michael C. Hall cannot quite overcome.