Buried movie review: boxed in

How did anyone dare to do this? How did anyone think they would get away with it? Most audacious of all, perhaps: Did anyone have any notion that such a recklessly bold premise for a film would possibly succeed this well?

Hatchet II (review)

Looks like you may have missed your chance to see Hatchet II on a big screen, because the film has been pulled from theaters. Not that it matters, really, because this is such a spurious waste of time that no one should have to bother with it at all.

Case 39 (review)

How sad is it when a horror movie appears to be aiming for overwrought and still ends up underbaked? This overly familiar, wholly unoriginal would-be psychological thriller provokes few reactions outside of boredom and — in, sadly, too few moments — derisive laughter.

Let Me In (review)

It is a strange and curious thing that director Matt Reeves chose to follow up his uniquely distinctive Cloverfield with a film that is, if not precisely a shot for shot remake of the Swedish-language Let the Right One In, then at least a tonal copy.

The Social Network movie review: unfriend

The Social Network isn’t overly concerned with the obvious irony: ha ha, an antisocial nerd invented the most popular social-networking Web site on the planet. As Fincher frames it, Zuckerberg’s loneliness is hardly ironic. It is, in fact, inherent in the mindset that got him to where he is…

Freakonomics (review)

There’s an appealing sort of crazy, on the surface, to Freakonomics — the theory, the book, and now the documentary. But it seems for all the world as if Freakonomics the movie is mocking Freakonomics the theory. Did they mean to do that?

Jack Goes Boating (review)

He is Jack’s self-conscious heart. The title, you see, is a metaphor, for oddball Jack deciding it’s time to open up and experience something of the world, such as learning to swim and going on dates.

Heartbreaker (L’arnacoeur) (review)

This breezy but slight French rom-com so perfectly apes Hollywood’s output in the genre that I have no doubt that at this very moment, an English-language studio remake is being plotted… one that will remove even the small charms that make it worth a look.

Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps (review)

It’s sort of adorable and sort of terrifying to look at Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps and see the ultimate 80s icon of sharky, sociopathic greed — Gordon Gekko — reduced to an object of quaint amusement, for both the characters onscreen and for us in the viewing audience.