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Three cheers for genuinely independent film that’s charmingly shabby and takes chances despite severe budget limitations and pokes a bit of fun at itself. But unless honest intentions and street cred are enough for you, give this one a pass, because it doesn’t quite pay off in the end.
Every bad cliché of date movies is put to awful use…
Calling anything “indescribable” is like throwing down a gauntlet that Hollywood can’t help but pick up: of course real people’s real pain can be turned, yet again, into trite, glossy cinematic junk food. How could we possibly doubt this?
A lack of appreciation for what the museum truly means to so many people is part of why ‘Night at the Museum’ ultimately disappoints.
Forget everything you know about the joke that Rocky Balboa has become in the three decades since he made his screen debut, and just think back to that first film, to its raw power and surprising sensitivity and hard beauty.
The Force is strong with young Eragon, but he is not a dragonrider yet.
While this rather harrowing story of romance not so much star-crossed as heroin-addled ain’t exactly fun, there’s a lot of cinematic pleasure to be had in Heath Ledger’s thoroughly un-self-conscious performance…
I swear, homeless organizations could make a killing just standing around outside the multiplex when showings of Happyness let out and asking for donations to help people like Chris Gardner…
The first live-action adaptation of the story of Wilbur the pig and Charlotte the spider gracefully tiptoes around all the enormous potential for disaster and gets it all absolutely, perfectly, couldn’t-be-more-right right.
I enjoyed ‘The History Boys’ much more than it really deserves to be enjoyed because it’s so darn intellectual, in that show-offy way that lets you feel smart and superior…
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