Popstar wittily—but often very crudely—deconstructs the self-absorbed narcissism that traps ego-driven stars in a bubble world of their own creating.
Life for the folks depicted in this late-’70s throwback portrait of Los Angeles is anything but pleasant.
Women everywhere should wince and gasp at such a cinematic definition of feminine panache.
The movie isn’t actually trying to get us to barge into cable shows if our retirement portfolios dip, but its …
Elvis & Nixon wants to grant us an engaging peek behind the curtain. A fictionalized, occasionally obscene peek behind the …
Criminal is a fitting name for this movie. Indeed, we could say, “This movie is Criminal” and leave it pretty …
Throwing yourself headfirst into a garage-sized blender would be pretty gutsy, too. Though not much of a movie night.
Numbness initially keeps Davis’ grief submerged, but the pain still leaks out, sometimes in the way Davis sees reality.
This ode to the early ’80s that takes its title from a Van Halen song is really all about perpetually …
Shock-schlock provocateur Sacha Baron Cohen seems incapable of creating anything less than incomprehensible foulness.
It’s just too bad Hello, My Name Is Doris didn’t say good-bye to more of the genre’s other standard trappings—the …
Through tense, clock-ticking drama and well-acted interactions, Eye in the Sky raises many questions about the new gray areas of …