reviews by year

So a martial-arts-mad teen from South Boston goes into a Chinatown pawn shop, see. It’s pretty much the same little-bit-scary, little-bit-cool, loaded-with-interesting-old-junk Chinatown pawn shop that Hoyt Axton went into in *Gremlins* and came out with the cute, cuddly Mogwai, so you know some weird shit is in the offing.

Oh dear god yes, this is a *liberal* movie, in that it does not pretend that things aren’t exactly the way they are…

Jim Sturgess is gonna be a huge star, mark my words. Maybe not for this movie, though…

If I like a movie, I usually like seeing it again. Except when it comes to romantic comedies: I tend not to think they bear up to multiple viewings, even the few good ones. I may have to reconsider that stance, however, now that I’ve seen ‘Run, Fat Boy, Run’ twice.

Ira Sachs’ last film was a tough, uncompromising portrait of passion and pain. Would that his followup were as powerful…

This isn’t a movie: it’s a buffet at which Perry piles your plate with spoonfuls of absurd melodrama, a taste of gritty urban drama, a heaping of cheap cartoon, and a big side of corn.