The Informant! (review)

Danged if the flick don’t feel like the Coen Brothers, if it ain’t redolent with the wonderfully odd tang of farce and feeling that they invariably bring to, at least, their lighter films.

Flash of Genius (review)

I wish *Flash of Genius* were’t quite so staid, because it tells an important story, and one the likes of which we hear less and less of the more necessary they become

Duplicity (review)

It’s not that I don’t like fluff: it’s that I don’t like dumb fluff. And yet clever fluff is so very rare. So of course I cheer a hearty “Hoorah!” for *Duplicity.*