Step Up 4: Miami Heat (aka Step Up Revolution) movie review
The dancing is fantastic, but the moment the dancing stops, it’s actively insulting and absurdly naive, and then stumbles into the howlingly ridiculous…
reviews
Ai Weiwei: Never Sorry (review)
There is no question that Ai Weiwei, the Chinese artist and vocal dissident of China’s repressive dictatorship, is one of the most colorful and most significant global figures of the early 21st century…
Sound of My Voice (review)
Argh! Actor and screenwriter Brit Marling has done it again! She’s come up with an intriguing science-fictional concept as the basis for an indie arthouse drama — and she doesn’t know what to do with it.
Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Dog Days (review)
There’s way too much crass and crude for this third outing in the series to do much beyond stoke juvenile disgust with human bodily functions…
Ted (review)
“I need a man, not a little boy with a teddy bear.” This is a shocking thing to hear in a piece of American pop culture in the early 21st century…
Lola Versus (review)
So awesome, universe! The world hasn’t been full enough yet of movies about women who are almost totally obsessed almost exclusively with romance that we cannot use one more of them. Hoorah!
Dr. Seuss’ The Lorax (review)
Once in a while a film comes along that demonstrates how pig-headedly sexist Hollywood is when it comes to ignoring female perspectives.
Searching for Sugar Man documentary review: musical mystery
I can’t remember the last film that rocked my world like this extraordinary documentary does. A magnificent detective story, bursting with a thrilling sense of mystery and of artistic discovery.
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.
Seeking a Friend for the End of the World movie review: deep impact
The heightened emotions and outrageous urgency of rom-coms are actually appropriate here. All the absurdities that define the genre — not accidentally but deliberately — suddenly work in its favor.
