The Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning (review)
This is a sickening orgy of torture imagery and graphic physical mutilation that revels in the basest kind of cruelty. It is a remake that is beyond merely pointless: it is revolting…
reviews by year
Open Season (review)
Surprise! This is as fresh, as clever, as lively, as huggable, as satisfying as animated movies get.
The Guardian (review)
Bad movie? You’re soaking in it. And yet again a quote from ‘Mystery Science Theater 3000’ saves the day…
School for Scoundrels (review)
If *Clueless* is Jane Austen for people who don’t know from books, then *Scoundrels* is farce for people who think Restoration comedy is when you spill a barrel of doorknobs in a fancy hardware store.
The Science of Sleep (review)
What do you do when you’re confronted with maybe the most wonderfully strange, most magically enchanting, most heartachingly romantic movie you’ve ever seen?
Renaissance (review)
Visions of ‘Blade Runner’ and 50s noir were clearly dancing in the head of the talented director…
Feast (review)
Project Greenlight III… and it’s a doozy.
Flyboys (review)
Oh, those rickety biplanes, all canvas and wood and held together by spit and a prayer, come taxiing out of the early morning fog and there’s the sad tin whistle music and the eager young men jumping to get up in the air and get themselves killed, and I’m a basket case from the get-go, all tears and sobby and having just the best time I can have at the movies: I. Am. Moved.
seen it! *yawn* Can we hope this will be the last kiss with the gridiron gang?
Isn’t there anything new to be said about the power of team sports to buck up kids’ self-esteem or about how men get scared about committing to relationships? Clichés become clichés because they work, because there’s some truth in them, but: Come. On.
The Black Dahlia (review)
He walked into my office like he knew he was trouble. “Name’s Hartnett,” he said. “I’m looking for my career.”
