
West of Memphis (London Film Festival review)
Public perception and police misconduct take well-deserved raps here, as do larger issues of American injustice…

Public perception and police misconduct take well-deserved raps here, as do larger issues of American injustice…

Quentin Tarantino spins a dark fantasia of the pre-Civil War South that is hilarious, ferocious, shocking, and wise, sometimes all at once.

There’s an alchemy here that brings together the best of screen and the best of stage…
For all the satisfying ironies that are dished up, some of what we’re served is hopelessly naive.
What’s charming and fun here gets a little overwhelmed by too much grossout stuff.
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.
It’s the other alchoholic-gets-a-wakeup-call movie of 2012, though Smashed is a lot less flashy than Flight…

Could this be the thing that finally makes the doubters wake up and smell the global warming? (new DVD UK)
The boss-from-hell story gets whipped up, Parisian-style, into a wicked bonbon of oh-so-delicious nastiness…
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.