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 …
Even if the mayhem makes it past your familial sense of protectionism, the obscene language probably won’t.
Terrence Malick movies are like onions. Remove a layer, and there’s always another one to explore. And sometimes they can …
Kim’s vulgar, hedonistic tale that never quite meanders all the way to the meaning she’s so desperately looking for but …
Triple 9 is a brutally profane, wincingly violent thriller that pretends to plumb the depths of moral ambiguity.
The devil truly is in the details in this dreary, demented rumination on wickedness … that has no godly counter …
With great power comes great responsibility. That’s what Spider-Man taught us. But Deadpool is as irresponsible as they come.
How to Be Single is a lousy title for this movie. There’s really very little insight of any kind here …
To truly describe this movie, one must invent new words that mean “ridiculously foul,” only worse.
A whole lot of bullets find their final resting places in bad guys’ skulls before that riding-off-into-sunset scene finally comes …
Dirty Grandpa lives down to its name, then plunges so much deeper into verbal and visual refuse that the word …