movies by or about women opening US/Can Jun 26–28
Lila Avilés directs and cowrites drama The Chambermaid (La Camarista), starring Gabriela Cartol; more… [This post is for Patreon patrons only for the first month.]
Jessica Alba
Mechanic: Resurrection movie review: the Jessica Alba-centered fanfic that makes this work
It’s supposed to be intense, but it’s just silly. Unless it’s secretly about one woman ridding the world of notorious arms dealers through sly manipulation.
Barely Lethal movie review: hidden in plain sight
Charming and funny, a wonderfully sweet and silly mashup of spy stuff and high-school comedies, like if John Hughes made a James Bond movie.
Sin City: A Dame to Kill For movie review: meaner streets
An unnecessary sequel that’s empty and arduous, little more than vignettes on vengeance and cruel parades of sociopathic power.
question of the day: Why is there such a voracious appetite for naked-celebrity photos?
Do they make us feel better about ourselves? Is it just plain and simple purience? Do fans feel “entitled” to see a celeb naked after being teased with legit, posed, nearly naked images of the same celeb over and over again? Something else?
Spy Kids: All the Time in the World in 4D (review)
There is a conspiracy theory that I’m starting right now that one day back in 1987, as he was driving in the desert outside Austin, Robert Rodriguez was abducted by aliens…
Jessica Alba looks miserable in every image from ‘Spy Kids 4’
It’s sad, really.
The Killer Inside Me (review)
This rare misfire from director Michael Winterbottom is extra disturbing because while it appears shockingly senseless, senseless is not what Winterbottom does…
Alliance of Women Film Journalists 2010 EDA Awards nominees
The AWFJ is one of the critics’ groups I belong to; my input helped determine these nominees, and I will vote in the final balloting to narrow it down to the winners. I still have to watch a few of these nominees…
Little Fockers (review)
It mystifies me as I try to fathom just what the hell an actor with the stature of Robert DeNiro is doing in a movie that finds the height of its humor in a child’s projectile vomiting and four-hour boners.
