This Halloween, we're doing a special double feature of Cinemavino. Those two episodes will cover two very different movies, and you can find a capsule review of both in this space.
From Dusk till Dawn (1996)
Hybrid horror from Robert Rodriguez and Quentin Tarantino, where two very different halves add up to a very strange whole. During…
I f you can watch this movie and not be at least a little ensorcelled by it, I'll wager you're too preoccupied with stealing Christmas presents from Whoville. Mrs. Harris Goes to Paris speaks to the part of us that still holds hope for fairy tales and miracles--that even the Grinchiest among us can manage…
I nsidious is a fascinating cinematic exercise--a modern horror flick, stripped of the CGI shenanigans and blood-bucket excess of its kin. Instead, James Wan's shoestring production relies on a lean and mean aesthetic, along with a spate of strong performances, to keep the horror churning. On that front, it mostly succeeds. Insidious may not be a masterpiece,…
B ullet Train takes the squib-splattering mayhem of Quentin Tarantino and mashes it up with the physics of Wile E. Coyote and the soundtrack of an overserved Japanese karaoke bar. Add Brad Pitt in front of a solid cast, and the result should be a much better movie than what we have here. Instead of…
H alloween Ends exists as both blessing and curse. The blessing is, as the title suggests, it does indeed end. The curse is everything else about it. For 111 godless, joyless, hopeless minutes, this movie fizzles and stinks, like some unlucky bug in a zapper. Most of the plot exists to subject its characters to…
R ight from the jump, let me be clear: I admire the hell out of The Witch. The performances are raw and real. Writer-director Robert Eggers spends 92 minutes bringing his teapot to a boil, and rewards his patient audience with a wickedly disturbing finale. Compared to most of the schlock out there, this is Masterpiece Theater.
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M ovies have long depicted the cosmos meddling in affairs of the heart, so it's refreshing to see a character actually meddling back. Meet Cute is a premise that could've yielded a minor classic--indeed, it already has: Palm Springs, Andy Samberg's sardonic time-loop rom-com, is smarter, sillier, and more infectiously audacious than this movie could ever…
T he Return of the Living Dead nails all the ingredients of a perfect Halloween movie: It's trashy, but funny. Silly, yet smart. Self-aware, but never obnoxiously so. For 91 minutes, writer-director Dan O'Bannon (co-writer of the deadly serious Alien) invites us to devour his cinematic bag of junk food, and we're all the better for…
I t's not often a movie presents us with a completely new creation, but here we are: Marcel the Shell totters on what looks like two little troll doll feet. His single googly eye darts around, as if peering out of an imaginary periscope. He speaks in the high voice of a child, but with…
W here the Crawdads Sing builds a preposterous murder mystery alongside a preposterous coming-of-age story, and hopes that one will distract you from the other. In fact, this film is so stilted and uneven, sheer ludicrousness is the only thing it does consistently well. Delia Owens' novel has millions of fans, and undoubtedly the story's…