Paltrow’s script hovers over characters and situations like a teacher’s red pen. “Needs improvement. See me after class.”
Join me on a little trip to the Player’s Ball…
In which I am underwhelmed by the latest from director Alejandro Iñárritu.
If John Wick is trying to teach his enemies a lesson, here is what it is: your face is not a secure receptacle for bullets.
And I quote: “Alex Ross Perry has injected a particular strain of vitality into the New York independent film scene, having made two idiosyncratic features that beat to a relentlessly personal rhythm that is almost shocking in its distinctness.”
Given $50,000, leftover sets from a high school movie, and five days to shoot by American International Pictures, could Roger Corman direct a horror movie?
On the new documentary about the New Beverly Cinema, and the drama surrounding its director.
When Laura Poitras, after receiving encrypted emails from Snowden, came to meet him in Hong Kong with her camera, she did us all an immense favor.
Prepare to get furious for all the wrong reasons.
Yearning for the days of madcap, meaningless comedies from your misspent youth? So is director Joe Carnahan.
What else needs to be said?
In which the movie Kubrick disowned is considered in all its Hollywood CinemaScope epic glory.
These filmsmade an unfortunate discovery of their own. Audiences did not want to see one Columbus movie, let alone two.
Find out what frightens the writer/director of my new favorite torture porn love story, Whiplash.