The Informant! (review)
Danged if the flick don’t feel like the Coen Brothers, if it ain’t redolent with the wonderfully odd tang of farce and feeling that they invariably bring to, at least, their lighter films.
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Love Happens (review)
I’d never have expected that the movie would be saved, just a little, from being complete bullshit by the presence of Aaron Eckhart.
Jennifer’s Body (review)
Now I get what everyone was bitching about last year with *Juno,* about how self-conscious screenwriter Diablo Cody’s dialogue was, how desperate it was to sound cool and hip even to the point of distraction.
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs movie review: special sauce
Treats the charming nonsense of food falling from the sky like weather with exactly the sort of bouyant nimbleness it deserves…
My One and Only (review)
What could have been a maddening portrait of spoiled self-entitlement is, instead, a plucky tale about how tough life could be a woman, even a beautiful one, in the 1950s…
Whiteout (review)
What’s a nice U.S. marshal like Carrie Stetko doing in a place like Antarctica? Freezing her ass off. *cue rimshot*
In the Loop (review)
It’s as if Jane Austen and Monty Python collaborated on an episode of *The West Wing*…
9 (review)
Imagine if Jules Verne wrote a movie for Pixar, if that steampunk visionary looked forward from his perch in the late Victorian age to a Great War in his near future that didn’t pause for twenty years to let everyone to catch their breath but instead went apocalyptic.
Sleep Dealer (review)
Made on the cheap compared to Hollywood flicks, this thrillingly original and heartfelt Mexican film is a truly human story about the impact of technology on individuals and on society.
Gamer (review)
It’s visually incomprehensible, emotionally empty, thematically nihilistic, almost entirely plotless… and it thinks those are virtues.
