
Mindhorn movie review: fame and fatuity
A wonderfully silly sendup of fandom and nostalgia… and an absolutely hilarious smackdown of actorly pomposity and delusions of celebrity grandeur.

A wonderfully silly sendup of fandom and nostalgia… and an absolutely hilarious smackdown of actorly pomposity and delusions of celebrity grandeur.

A product of the Disney princess machine. Its highest ambition is to move a new line of toys. Or to evoke despair in the fairy-tale-ization of girls’ lives.

Why reboot remains a question, but this is a smart popcorn thriller with a surprisingly sensitive performance by Chris Pine, and a wonderfully badass one by Kevin Costner.

Think heavy-metal Lord of the Rings. With wormholes. It’s completely mad and kind of awesome.

If they really wanted to do something different, here’s an idea: Jacqueline Ryan.
Here’s an at-a-glance look at my picks for tomorrow night’s Academy Awards…
Is Thor the gayest movie ever? Of course not… but it’s clearly making some dudes uncomfortable…
Listen for Craig Ferguson pimping out Karen Gillan to Branagh. Also, there’s a quite bad double entendre about the TARDIS. Fun!
I knew it! I knew Kenneth Branagh was a geek. Oh, sure, he got famous for all that snooty Shakespeare stuff, but deep down, he’s mad for comic books and superheroes and all that pulp-fiction stuff. He’s a dork.
Oh, dear. This is going to be very silly, isn’t it?