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There are lots of crimes a movie can commit — being boring, being nonsensical, being implausible, being irrelevant — but it’s the rare movie that can commit all of them in the space of 90 minutes.
There are lots of crimes a movie can commit — being boring, being nonsensical, being implausible, being irrelevant — but it’s the rare movie that can commit all of them in the space of 90 minutes.
Are you saying I have a daughter? How’d that happen? / It’s called sex, Dad. Family films tend to suffer from an overabundance of sentimental sap, but this delightful drama about a father and a daughter rediscovering each other avoids that fate without giving up any of its sweet gentleness. The signs don’t look good … more…
Imagine this: You spend 20 years in prison for a horrific crime that you did not commit. Worse: It’s the kind of crime that makes you the target of other prisoners’ rough justice. (You’re a scary black man with a past criminal record, though for relatively minor offenses. The victim is a nice white woman … more…
The Jehovah’s Witness protection program. A digital camera so advanced you don’t need it. Fans of the brilliant conceptual mashups of punster Steven Wright have been waiting a loooong time for a new standup concert film — more than a decade and a half — and here it is, recorded at a 2006 Toronto performance … more…
It’s supposed to be making fun of bad sci-fi movies, but really, it’s just an example of same, right down to the broads with huge tits and skimpy wardrobes bouncing around in front of the camera. The only thing that makes this flick and the huge bouncing tits even remotely notable is that two of … more…

It’s just as visually lively, just as crammed full of clever and literate wordplay, just as screamingly hilarious as ‘Shaun of the Dead.’
And oh, Jonathan Kasdan thinks he’s cute, too, in more ways than one. All the women in his imaginary mythical “land of women” — I keep expecting, I dunno, girl-leprechauns in pink dresses or something — are madly in love with him, of course.
I was prepared for awful. I wasn’t prepared for what ‘Pathfinder’ actually is: a compelling example of purely cinematic storytelling that eschews almost all dialogue and lets moody colors and visceral action tell a tale that is mythic and metaphoric.
Word up! Book ’em! Or something.
Ugly and beautiful at the same time, this is a tough film to take, but rewards the effort put into it.