Link Eli Roth’s name to the project and you get something else entirely. Namely, a rancid freak show of cinematic …
Such a detailed and explicit portrait of one man’s violent life arguably glorifies the brutality as much as (or even …
An overlong frenetic freefall of a film that, for all its action, feels surprisingly bereft of drama.
Sicario asks us questions of morality: How far is too far? To fight such monstrous evil, is it necessary to …
Families may feel the film depicts more of Ashley’s and Brian’s sinfulness than they want to see. But this difficult …
An utterly predictable, content-crazed PG-13 suspense story that mingles creepy and explicit sexual content with sharp moments of vicious violence.
Before you know it, the zest of an original perspective explodes against the screen in predictably wincing and foul and …
The Transporter Refueled is more—which means less—than a piece of silly, late-summer theater filler. It’s a loathsome exercise in rationalization.
Nature can even feel like church sometimes, with birds supplying the worship music and lichen padding the pews. This movie, …
We Are Your Friends feels like one of the most strangely upbeat seriously foul movies you’ll ever not really want …
Immersive, driving, life-affirming, disturbingly ugly and white-knuckle terrifying, all in equal measure.
From the point at which the Catholic priest argues that we’re impotent to confront evil—that the best we can do …
47 ends up feeling like little more than a one-dimensional 90-minute ballet of splattering violence and foul language.
Turns out, Mike isn’t the tree: This movie is. It’s a disaster waiting to happen, and it truly is trying …