
Palo Alto movie review (Edinburgh International Film Festival)
A meditative contemplation of the boredom of overprivileged, under-aspiring, shallow, spoiled kids. As you’ve been dying to see.

A meditative contemplation of the boredom of overprivileged, under-aspiring, shallow, spoiled kids. As you’ve been dying to see.

I’ve never seen the show that spawned it, but it was still exactly what I was expecting. I am neither overwhelmed nor underwhelmed by it. I am whelmed.

Here are the few films coming in 2014 that are not sequels, remakes, reboots, or based on a stage show, the Bible, young-adult novels, comic books, cartoons, or — someone make it stop — toy lines.

Jason Statham teams up with another badass little girl… which makes him almost warm and charming as he kicks the crap out of villains.

If this isn’t a deliberate parody of furiously solemn, self-conscious artistic pretension, it’s an accidental one.

I’m hyperventilating from the array of overwhelming movie awesomeness before me.

Does Matthew McConaughey’s full-body drawl doom him in the fast-zombie uprising? Will Ryan Gosling survive global warming because he’s totally hot already?

I died laughing… and I’ve found a new respect for a Hollywood posse whose work I mostly haven’t enjoyed before.

Though based on copious interviews mob killer Richard Kuklinski gave from prison, this barely broaches the great mystery of his life…
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