
Breaking In movie review: setting her house in order
This perfunctory home-invasion flick can’t whip up much suspense, and it strains for a feminism that it doesn’t know how to engage. But Gabrielle Union’s movie-star charisma shines through.
film criticism by maryann johanson | since 1997
This perfunctory home-invasion flick can’t whip up much suspense, and it strains for a feminism that it doesn’t know how to engage. But Gabrielle Union’s movie-star charisma shines through.
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…
Guys look awesome in a crisp white shirt. And so I present a selection of gorgeous guys who look even more gorgeous in a white shirt…
That’s right, I’m on Team Charlie.
I’d like to call Drive Angry Ghost Rider 2: Ghost Driver, except that a sequel to Cage’s previous awful example of cinematic demonic road rage is, in fact, already in production, for our sins. I might better call it Con Air Goes to Hell, because of the beautiful — and by beautiful, I mean, of course, vile and reprehensible — way it picks up the gauntlet thrown down by that violently misogynist film and slaps that gauntlet right at the viewer. In 3D!