Elizabeth: The Golden Age (review)
Torture! Intrigue! Sex! Treachery! Holy war! Cate Blanchett in royal drag! Clive Owen in pirate drag! We are highly amused. If 10th-grade history was as much fun as this, no one would ever cut class.
reviews
The Heartbreak Kid (review)
Based on the 1972 movie — and Neil Simon’s 1972 screenplay — much in the same way that a breakfast of Pop Tarts and Mountain Dew is based on a petit dejeuner of fresh-baked croissants and cafe au lait.
The Seeker: The Dark Is Rising (review)
Remember hearing that the early studio inclination with Harry was to Americanize him? This tedious, plodding, thoroughly unmagical movie could well be what that Hollywood Harry might have been.
The Kingdom (review)
We bring a lot of baggage with us into movies: preconceptions about certain actors, ideas about the kinds of events depicted. In the case of ‘The Kingdom,’ we’ve got certain expectations regarding, say, Jennifer Garner’s tough-gal persona, and certain expectations regarding what should be done about Middle Eastern terrorists who kill Americans, and certain expectations about how big, loud, Hollywood action movies will deal with throwing these things together.
The Jane Austen Book Club movie review: WWJD?
While movies about people clever and engaged enough to enjoy reading for fun may, in theory, be desirable, movies about people *actually reading* are less than totally enthralling.
In the Shadow of the Moon (review)
Chock full of funny, warm, human memories of the moonshot astronauts…
Little Rock Central High: 50 Years Later (review)
Filmmakers and Little Rock natives Brent and Craig Renaud explore the de facto segregation that still divides the school, where remedial classes are full of black students who can’t read and AP college-prep courses are dominated by whites, despite the fact that whites make up a minority of the overall student population.
Count Dracula (review)
Slow moving to modern eyes, which makes it a big of a slog.
Resident Evil: Extinction (review)
The apocalypse has been done to death. And the zombie apocalypse has been done to undeath. Can we please just give it a rest now, at least until someone has something new to add to the genre?
Into the Wild (review)
If a man walks into the woods as a, you know, protest against the rampant materialism and general sickness of society at large, and no one is there to hear him scream his rage, does he make a sound?
