If there is a point in this mostly pointless movie, it seems Woody Allen is asking: Why choose? Why worry? …
Do we need to wade through the brutal, cocaine-laced underworld that Bob Mazur inhabits?
Because God is missing here, Captain Fantastic falls short of its idealistic aspirations.
The breakdown between naughty and nice in this predictable, formulaic, raunchy flick is about 95% naughty, 5% nice. And that’s …
This is a gruesome psychodrama of class and racial warfare that projects an almost cartoonishly slanted political message.
Beneath rivulets of blood and lugubrious storytelling are beautiful messages about freedom, equality, self-reliance and the faith that undergirds it …
Central Intelligence takes some sadly predictable detours.
For Christians who already know God is out there, do they need to face these cinematic demons?
Popstar wittily—but often very crudely—deconstructs the self-absorbed narcissism that traps ego-driven stars in a bubble world of their own creating.
The movie’s determination to romanticize assisted suicide sends the chilling message to others who suffer similarly that their lives aren’t …
Women everywhere should wince and gasp at such a cinematic definition of feminine panache.
Life for the folks depicted in this late-’70s throwback portrait of Los Angeles is anything but pleasant.
Derivative. The word defines something that is “imitative of the work of another person, and usually disapproved of for that …
The movie isn’t actually trying to get us to barge into cable shows if our retirement portfolios dip, but its …
Sexual subjects and swearing make it much harder to hug this movie than it is to hold tightly to our …