The Hunting Party (review)
A bitterly funny pill of a flick…
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Silk (review)
Beautiful-looking but torturously dull…
Eastern Promises movie review: viva Viggo
Movies about gangsters: You expect a lot of noise. Shouting and screaming. Barrages of gunfire. Not here. Here we have somber reflection, the lurking gray peril of an urban underbelly, shifting shifty glances and unspoken threats. ‘Eastern Promises’ is almost silent — even its title sounds like a shush.
Bob Saget: That Ain’t Right (review)
Saget apologizes to the audience at the get-go for his nonstop vulgarity, but that won’t stop him from beating to death his one joke: that, apparently, he only recently discovered the word ‘fuck’…
3:10 to Yuma (review)
This is inventive and exciting, a grip-the-armrests, hold-your-breath reinvigorating of the Western movie…
Shoot ’Em Up (review)
A gloriously deranged orgy of Bugs Bunny-style action and nonstop gunplay.
Death Sentence (review)
Kevin Bacon’s got one of each — scythe and machete — in his garage in *Death Sentence.* He’s a white-shirt-wearing, window-office-occupying corporate cog at an insurance company. Surely the biggest danger he is in would be from, you know, paper cuts on the risk-analysis reports he handles on a daily basis. Right? How did he know to have such deadly tools at the ready?
Balls of Fury (review)
Funnily enough, though — and it’s the only thing funny about this dreadful excuse for a comedy — the movie itself has tiny balls. It’s got no nerve, no guts, no daring… no balls.
War (review)
*War* denies us the simple, brainless pleasure of watching these two guys get Oriental on each other’s asses. It’s like someone made *Gamera vs. Mothra* and, oops, forgot to give us two guys in rubber suits battling to the death.
Illegal Tender (review)
Can you say “overwrought,” boys and girls? I knew you could.
