Couples Retreat (review)
Maybe it’s pointless to complain about the shocking lack of elegance to an instantly forgettable bit of multiplex fluff like *Couples Retreat.* It’s like complaining about the food at Applebee’s…
Jon Favreau
trailer break: ‘Couples Retreat’
Take a break from work: watch a trailer… At first glance — and frankly, at second and third glances, too — this looks like something I’m really, really gonna hate. But it’s written by Jon Favreau and Vince Vaughn, who I do really like on the other side of the camera as well, generally, and … more…
G-Force (review)
If there was a very small child whom I wanted to introduce to the magic of movies, I could do a lot worse than this harmless but rather cute action fantasy…
Comic Books Unbound (review)
It’s an entry in the ongoing series ‘Starz Inside’ that the cable network Starz likes to label ‘documentary,’ but this one, at least, feels exactly like the kind of promotional filler you find filling up odd scheduling holes on premium movie channels (it’s suspiciously 59 minutes in length).
Iron Man (review)
This might well be the perfect comic book movie, actually. It’s just pertinent enough to feel like it’s set in something like the real world and just tongue-in-cheek enough not to get too heavy about it, but it’s got enough self-respect to be sincere.
The Crew and The Whole Nine Yards (review)
Mob stories rarely work as comedy. For every Get Shorty or Analyze This we seem to get a dozen Mickey Blue Eyeses and Jane Austen’s Mafia!s. For the comedies to gell, it seems, the mafia milieu needs to bump up against another idiosyncratic subculture: Mob Meets Hollywood, Mob Meets Therapy. The Crew tries it on with Mob Meets Old Fart… if there could be said to be an ‘Old Fart’ subculture.
