A movie unlike any we’ve seen before, one deeply, intimately sympathetic to modern motherhood — to modern womanhood. Brilliantly wise and funny, and profoundly moving.
Lazy and trite, with a passive protagonist. It’s as if no one here understands the appeal of the postapocalyptic YA genre it is attempting to piggyback on.
A beautifully observed dramedy about modern friendship and romance; funny, poignant, unforgettable.
Far too blithe and cheery, yet nowhere near madcap and comic enough, for its potentially powerful switched-twins conceit…
This poignant and painful ensemble drama about the lesser-known figures caught up in the JFK assassination reminds us that history happens to regular people, too.
Smart, stylish horror flick, though a standout more for its elegant performances than any original scares.
Vera Farmiga. Patrick Wilson. Lili Taylor. Ron Livingston. With a cast like that, I’m there.
The name is a little misleading. These 10 45-minute episodes aren’t just in HD: they’re in color. Hardly anyone even knew most of this footage existed, and it is amazing to see.
Take a break from work: watch a trailer… Why, Bruce Greenwood, why?! And Ron Livingston? Why? Oh, wait, now I get it: The schmucks are the kiss-ass employees who actually go along with this assholery. The big boss is in fact looking for someone to stand up to him, to not be a schmuck. Or … more…
Here’s the thing about Tucker Max: He’s a child. A toddler. A three-year-old screaming, ‘Poopie, poopie, POOPIE!” at the top of his lungs in the middle of the supermarket in the hopes of getting a reaction out of his embarrassed mother.