Storage 24 (review)
Crosses the line into misogy-wah! territory, and conflates an attack by an alien monster with an attack by mean ol’ bitches on innocent men who didn’t do nothin’ to deserve it.
2012 theatrical releases
Magic Mike movie review: it’s got no clothes
A workplace bromantic comedy about men from a male POV: the workplace just happens to be a (male) strip club. Rather tame and rather dull, for a movie about guys taking their clothes off. Magic? No.
Turn Me On, Dammit! (review)
Almost shocking in how it depicts 15-year-old Alma’s all-consuming confusion, anxiety, and sexual desperation: with the same candid carnality of the horny-boy subgenre…
The Five-Year Engagement (review)
There simply never seems to be any reason why lovebirds Tom and Violet can’t just get married already. Unless the film is delivering an object lesson to uppity career ladies…
Fast Girls (review)
Tales of underdog athletes getting the shameless cinematic rah-rah don’t get more wholly unsurprising than this… and yet it’s wholly winning thanks to its abundance of good cheer, generosity of spirit, and refusal to go too easy on its protagonist.
Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter movie review: met on a great battlefield
Timur Bekmambetov treats his pile-on of pulpy historical pseudo revisionism sincerely, but cheerfully so: its subversively gentle sense of humor is never so earnest that it stumbles over into cheese.
Red Lights (review)
This ridiculous flick wants to have its pseudoscience cake and eat it too…
Polisse (review)
It’s like the French version of Law & Order: Special Victims Unit, except every case is one that would send Detective Elliot Stabler totally mental and inspire him to punch a wall or two.
Rock of Ages (review)
The story is almost beside the point, because Tom Cruise’s nude torso that I could be running my hands all over and because the young kittenish leads in this story cobbled together around awesome 80s hair-band stadium anthems are the weakest part of it.
Prometheus (review)
Wants to be an ambitious SF drama, but somewhere along the way, the provocative speculation and the seriocomic tragedy got lost. Oh, and the characters got forgotten, too. Plus there’s precious little authentic drama.
