
The Family Fang movie review: family bites
Strikingly original, a truly rare pleasure in a cinematic environment clogged with cookie-cutter films. Jason Bateman and Nicole Kidman are splendid.
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Strikingly original, a truly rare pleasure in a cinematic environment clogged with cookie-cutter films. Jason Bateman and Nicole Kidman are splendid.
Goes right up to the bleeding edge of cinema to tell a story that is strapping yet simple, and hugely appealing. Disney found a good reason to redo an old film.
Yet another celebration of an overconfident mediocre white man as charming, heroic, and worthy of emulation. It’s inspirational!
Director Clint Eastwood’s discomfort with his own material is enormous and obvious. Does he just not get pop music, or is he actively disdainful and suspicious of it?
Even when Walken, Pacino, and Arkin are phoning it in — on a rotary phone — they still earn their status as icons.
All its faults are forgiven thanks to our sheer joy in getting to watch Christopher Walken, Catherine Keener, and Philip Seymour Hoffman rattle around one another…
Okay, I get it: How the string quartet plays together is like a metaphor for life. Whoa.
“I almost got killed today because you kidnapped the wrong dog.” I cannot wait to see this.
Is there anyone who hasn’t gotten a few good laughs out of Kevin Spacey’s hilarious impersonations?
A hundred years of handsome Hollywood hotties, from Douglas Fairbanks Sr. to George Clooney, in three and a half minutes…