Posts Tagged ‘film criticism’
A food film that also understands the push & pull, the pains & pleasures, and the insistent call of “the American dream” without speechifying or simplifying.
Umberto Eco's assessment of this movie is unkind, but his book hasn't been stripped down to a tawdry whodunit. Here, the whydunit matters as much, if not more.
Feels like a Martin Scorsese LEGO set, down to a Jonah Hill minifig with articulated middle fingers you can raise. Without him, "War Dogs" would be useless.
Seth Rogen & Evan Goldberg's "Book of Mormon" moment — a marvelously animated, ecumenically equal-opportunity offender with hope, heart, humor, heroism & heft.
One of Jonathan Demme's masterworks — just spiky enough to draw blood and an uncommonly gripping romance about rebellion, reinvention … and maybe redemption.
A documentary about healthcare in Indiana that elevates itself above other alarm-sounding peers with gallows humor, observant composition and artful pacing.
Like a painfully super-sized, emotionally tone-deaf, R-rated episode of “Modern Family,” written by a cantankerous old technophobe insisting on the last word.
A splendid, generous look at the happy accidents, and intentional elation, that musicians and audiences alike have found in this fermata of fertile creativity.
“24” meets “The Purge,” albeit a good episode of “24" with a slicker, more skillful merger of siege-movie mentality and sociological commentary than "Anarchy."
Considering its lack of personality in hindsight, perhaps “The Phantom” would have been better served betting the house on its old-school aesthetic.
By trading on its source’s tight, fun ingenuity for craven, calculated gimcrackery, “Now You See Me 2’s” only distinctive trait is making all the fun disappear.
A comedy with little on its mind beyond detonating farcical fireworks over a full boat of stars, but it remains one of its form's finest from the last 20 years.
Brian De Palma is the last person you'd expect to attempt artful zaniness, so there's clearly some fascination to be found even in a failure such as this.
Before it came to a thudding halt, the rich world of “Highlander” — in all its bombast and bereavement — was, and still is, worth getting lost in for two hours.