From God’s (rear)end to our cinema screens plops the latest pile of obsequious Hollywood shit: the aptly and ironically titled Godsend.
Tarantino’s Kill Bill saga concludes with a profound and challenging second volume that is sure to be divisive.
Elaine May recognizes the importance of trumping hollow laughter and infusing it with depth of feeling.
We’d all do best to remember The Alamo in order to forget it.
Credit Shrek 2 for being the rare sequel that more or less equals its predecessor.
It’s depressing that New York Minute’s ideology is being pitched toward impressionable youth.
Secret Window’s plot machinations ultimately overwhelm its sporadic visual inventiveness.
Don’t let th-th-th-th-that be all folks! Give Looney Tunes: Back in Action a well-deserved DVD spin.
The film is an informative and emotional testimonial to Haitian radio personality Jean Dominique.
No time for a conclusion. Only four minutes to Wapner!
There’s a great Jonathan Demme movie waiting to bust out of Rain Man
The film lasciviously devours all basic notions of intelligence and sophistication in its destructive, rampaging wake.
Hotchi Motchi! The Critic gets a respectful and well-deserved DVD treatment.
Kurt Russell is the true miracle of Miracle.
This is an MTV film that extreme right-wing moralists can be proud of.
When Spot’s desire is granted by an eeeeeevil scientist, the film suddenly morphs into a dissatisfying and uncomfortable concoction.
The misguided far outweighs the wise in P.J. Hogan’s film adaptation of Peter Pan.
Ron Howard’s The Missing announces its (corporate) intentions right from the start.