Sightseers (review)
Finds dark humor in brutal bloody murder: a delightful surprise of wicked, outrageous hilarity…
Finds dark humor in brutal bloody murder: a delightful surprise of wicked, outrageous hilarity…
Poor Clint Eastwood! He’s a Gran Torino old coot in a Moneyball world…

The mass hysteria surrounding child sexual abuse has never seen as compelling or as cautionary an examination as the tragic mess this riveting Danish film delves into.
Turns a dark mirror on crime mythology to reflect a startling, unflattering image of America.

Sometimes uncomfortable, often funny, and always electrifying. Plays like a gentle sendup of romantic comedies fueled by a restless, blunt anti-charm and irascible honesty about wants and needs.
When are “lovable” movie losers even more (allegedly) lovable? When they’re all foreign and arthousey, of course!
I found myself oddly transfixed by how the stale the humor is…
There’s genuine magic here. Dark magic, even. That’s a good thing.
The world’s most insipid vampires are back in inaction! Twilight has never been more about people standing around waiting for stuff to happen to them…
Socialism as cool and sexy and radical? Is this a fantasy realm? No, it’s 250 years ago.