Pioneer movie review: there will be oil
What is intended to be a suspenseful period drama of paranoia and conspiracy is far too slow-moving and meandering to truly engage.
Grant Heslov
The Monuments Men review: saving private collections (and public art)
As jaunty as Jean Dujardin’s beret, but in a sincere, old-fashioned kind of way. It could almost have been rediscovered from the 1940s…
this is what it looks like on a film premiere red carpet
Very intimidating! Especially when you know that everyone on the other side of the barriers is thinking, Who the hell is that? Should I know who she is?
the 85th Academy Award nominees
With links to my reviews. I’ll be adding reviews of the last few films I haven’t yet covered between now and the Oscars.
The Artist will have a good night (and other Oscar predictions)
Here’s an at-a-glance look at my picks for tomorrow night’s Academy Awards…
The Ides of March (review)
Everything that’s fucked up about American political culture at the moment is hung out in The Ides of March to air like the soiled laundry that it is…
The Men Who Stare at Goats (review)
I’m not sure if I’ve seen a more sublimely funny moment on screen this year than the one in which George Clooney, in all deep serious earnestness, tries to convince Ewan McGregor that he — McGregor, that is — is a Jedi warrior.
Good Night, and Good Luck. (review)
Are you now, or have you ever been, a journalist? That’s what *Good Night, and Good Luck.* feels like, a smooth, sardonic smack in the face of today’s so-called newspeople, the cinematic equivalent of a withering glare and a disdainful roll of the eyes. Oh, this is an angry movie, calm and collected on the surface and seethed with reeled-in rage underneath. Yeah, it’s about Edward R. Murrow and how he took on McCarthy’s insanity, but what it’s really about is how we need a Murrow now and is there no one, not one supposed journalist, with the balls to take up Murrow’s mantle of integrity and honesty and fearlessness?
