
porn again? (The Look of Love review)
It’s a puzzlement. How did Michael Winterbottom make a film this tediously conservative?

It’s a puzzlement. How did Michael Winterbottom make a film this tediously conservative?

“I am Iron Man.” When Tony repeats that line here, it’s newly thrilling, and far more intriguing than it previously was.
You’ve seen this story before, but never pulled off with so much joie de vivre.

Postcard-pretty, unusual for a science fiction flick, but shockingly derivative.

The Oscar-nominated documentary in which the six living former heads of Israel’s ultrasecretive domestic security agency talk about their antiterrorism work…
My heart is so heavy after this film. So heavy with this film.
The magic is as modest as can be, and its aim is a bit off…
All its faults are forgiven thanks to our sheer joy in getting to watch Christopher Walken, Catherine Keener, and Philip Seymour Hoffman rattle around one another…

Did Neo come to see that the Agents had the right way of things? Did Luke eventually realize that the Empire was a stabilizing force in the galaxy? But poor Melanie is suffering from the ultimate case of Stockholm Syndrome.

Is it gory? Sure. This is one of the most disgusting movies I’ve ever seen, grading strictly on a scale of blood and guts and viscera. But terrifying? Hardly.