
Sx_Tape review (London Film Festival) (world premiere)
There’s no reason or logic in this found-footage yawner, and nothing rises to the level of even adolescent notions of sexy-scary.

There’s no reason or logic in this found-footage yawner, and nothing rises to the level of even adolescent notions of sexy-scary.

A hugely ambitious film reminiscent of The Matrix and the works of Terry Gilliam while also carving out its own apocalyptic sci-fi space.

Diablo Cody has a new movie… but you’d hardly know it was her work, for all the bite it lacks.

Nothing here is as clever as it is desperately trying to be, but Stallone and Schwarzenegger are game to give us a good time.

Might be interesting if it had enough passion and guts to take a stand, but ends up in the mushy middle of the road, which surely sprang from a desire to be “fair” and “balanced.”

The only person known to have escaped from a North Korean re-education camp reveals some 1984-level shit, except it’s worse, because it’s not fiction…

Thoughtful performances and grim visual elegance aren’t enough to save this portrait of abuse and control twisted into banal evil from becoming too banal to have much bite.

Forget about the socially conscious core that fueled the exploitation engine of the first film. This one is flat-out, no-message action comedy, outrageous and hilarious.

Stark and gritty, this may be the most down-to-earth teen romance ever, filled with touches of unpredictable, inescapable reality.

In a rote cat-and-mouse cop-and-serial-killer story, Vanessa Hudgens’ “victim” is far more compelling than either cop Nicolas Cage or killer John Cusack.