
Trash movie review: you know, for kids?
This isn’t a children’s movie… and yet it kind of is, too, with its odd mishmash of social realism, action thrills, misplaced comedy, and simplistic drama.

This isn’t a children’s movie… and yet it kind of is, too, with its odd mishmash of social realism, action thrills, misplaced comedy, and simplistic drama.

It’s the rise of the machines as romantic dramedy, and the Singularity as romantic tragedy. It’s the nicest, gentlest sci-fi horror film ever.
Here’s an at-a-glance look at my picks for tomorrow night’s Academy Awards…
Too white, too thin, too interchangeable: the traditional cover featuring young talent on the rise always comes under massive scrutiny, and the ritual is now in full swing…
So happy that The Artist is Best Film for us…
Yesterday’s QOTD was about a feminist net positive: the most kickass female action character of 2011. Today, we go the other way…
I gotta go with Bryony, the kickass elf Wrapping Operative Grade Three, in Arthur Christmas…
I’m not sure I’ve seen a more superfluous film that Fincher’s pointless second take on a story that was served supremely well onscreen so recently.
You know, there’s a reason why the original, untranslated title of The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo is The Men Who Hate Women…

The Social Network isn’t overly concerned with the obvious irony: ha ha, an antisocial nerd invented the most popular social-networking Web site on the planet. As Fincher frames it, Zuckerberg’s loneliness is hardly ironic. It is, in fact, inherent in the mindset that got him to where he is…