Still Alzheimer’s. Were there preventative measures to follow that might help ward off dementia, it would be a lot easier to excuse this type of glossy, high profile disease-of-the-week Oscar bait. There aren’t, and the only reasons films like this exist are for actors to rack up as many awards …
The multiplex air conditioner pooped out halfway through, occasioning an early exit. Part of me was thrilled, but there’s this completist in me who hates not seeing a movie through to the end, particularly when the decision to leave was not my own. I should have thanked the gods of …
He (Javier Pereira) is what’s known as a “cool guy,” a salt-of-the-earth type to his male friends and a bastard to every female He meets. He finds his latest prey, She (Aura Garrido), while out clubbing. After a few minutes of meaningless small talk, the seasoned horndog not only expresses …
For his first American film, South Korean director Chan-wook Park, best known to American audiences for The Vengeance Trilogy, cast Mia Wasikowska in the role generally reserved for a pale Asian chick whose face is frequently obscured by stringy black hair. A mysterious relation (Matthew Goode) shows up at his …
Two pirate pictures set to open within a month of each other and neither star Johnny Depp?! Thymaya Payne’s Stolen Seas documents the current trend of Somali freebooters taking control of Danish merchant ships and ransoming off their crews. Declining the aid of an intermediary, shipping magnate Per Gullestrup negotiates …
The most exciting 3D thrill ride of the summer contains no special effects and the only costumes these heroes don are wet suits. Directors Justin McMillan and Christopher Nelius follow tow-surfing legend Ross Clarke-Jones and two-time World Champion Tom Carroll on their quest for liquid nirvana. Seated before a bank …
Todd (writer-director James Sweeney) is in the middle of a severe sexual identity crisis. Everyone assumes he’s gay, but is he? Other than one oral encounter, twenty-something Todd’s a virgin. (Gay sex reminds him of poop.) In spite of his shrink’s suggestion that he’s “willingly barking up the wrong tree,” …
Two swimmers enter the water, one returns to shore, and a curious onlooker can’t help but fall head over heels for the murderer. Why fret over indiscriminate, unprotected sex when there’s a gay serial killer on the prowl? Set entirely in a remote, shimmering French lakeside retreat that doubles as …
Writer, director Rod Lurie basically traces Sam Peckinpah’s misogynistic tale of revenge as macho-baptismal. The location shifts from England to Louisiana, but don’t expect this to do much for tourism. Instead of a mousy architect (Dustin Hoffman) there’s a toothy screenwriter (James Marsden), and Kate Bosworth replaces Susan George as …
Una (Cynthia Nixon) has a big heart — just ask her. Why else would the Eastern European motel owner hire Riz (Geetanjali Thapa), a seemingly manageable Indian immigrant looking to shake a delinquent past? A single-take walk through of the grounds, led by an irritatingly impersonal Una, offers breathing room …
Had anyone other than David Gordon Green been attached as director, this story of a Boston Marathon bombing victim would most likely have gone unreviewed in these pages. Jake Gyllenhaal stars, in what may be his most physically and emotionally challenging role to date, as Jeff Bauman, an unremarkable man …
With an average of 200 murders a month, Tijuana is not an ideal locale for migrants to spend their time counting the months until a temporary visa may or may not be granted. Were it not for our president’s clear and present penchant for winnowing the flames of paranoia, and …
Encino, 1993. What better way is there to grab an audience’s attention than by opening with a young rocker being dragged across the floor before getting her hair parted with a mysterious assailant’s hammer? Jump forward 30 years to find the Foo Fighters leasing the haunted crime scene to record …
Don’t let the trailer’s promise of mirth fool you. Other than a need on Bill Murray’s part to finance a boat or pay off a bookie, there is no excuse for an actor of his caliber to dignify something as fraudulent and artificially sweetened as this vastly inferior riff on …
Director Sarah Gavron and writer Abi Morgan can’t find a story amidst the forest of directives so instead mount a stern, monochrome, relentlessly depressing video lecture to supplant the historical fundamentals our parents and public school teachers failed to instill within us. Sufferin’ Suffragette! Were it not for this picture, …