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.

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?

The Brave One (review)

What the hell? When did vigilantism come back into style, become something all the cool kids were into? I mean, sheesh: You invade one measly little Middle Eastern country on trumped up evidence and out of misguided vengeance and all of a sudden America is the land of Shoot First At Whomever Pisses You Off And Don’t Even Bother To Ask Any Questions Later? Brother.

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.