I can't say when it happened, but at some point during Thunder Force, my soul left my body. To be clear, we aren't talking about some transcendent spiritual experience. No, this was like being emotionally Hoovered by one of those Harry Potter Dementors. Maybe it was the scene where two people feed each other raw, slimy…
D espite that title, we never really see the world through the eyes of Tammy Faye Bakker. Instead, the film only serves up a superficial look at the eccentricities we already know: The shimmering eye makeup. The lashes and lipstick that are tattooed in place. Bakker and her fellow televangelists are a fascinating example of…
W ith The Tragedy of Macbeth, director Joel Coen and his longtime collaborators labor greatly to deliver a fresh take on the Shakespearean behemoth. Coen strips the legendary work down to the primer, opting for crisp shades of black and white, along with intimate settings that feel more theatrical than cinematic. The Bard's thicket of Elizabethan…
Y our tolerance for this wacky, atmospheric thriller will depend on your affinity for the freewheeling era known as Swinging London. If the thought of a film built around the music of Cilla Black and Dusty Springfield or the fashion chic of Twiggy and Julie Christie sounds like just your bag, baby, you could probably…
Let me begin this review with a dose of unvarnished honesty: I've never much liked tennis. In my defense, I grew up in a small town where the three main sports were football, cow-tipping, and silent judgment. So, tennis is largely a foreign enterprise consisting of weird scorekeeping, unnatural grunting, and matches that go…
As with Alfonso Cuarón's brilliant Roma, Belfast serves as a conduit for writer-director Kenneth Branagh to explore his own childhood. Both films feature the fading, fragile innocence of youth, juxtaposed with the terrible socio-political upheaval swirling around. At the same time, Branagh infuses his work with a deeply personal passion and aching nostalgia that elevate it…
F ew TV stars, past or present, could breathe the same rarified air as Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz. As a power couple, they dominated the Nielsen ratings throughout the 50s, often commanding an audience of over 60 million. At the same time, Aaron Sorkin's wonderful Being the Ricardos also shows the great and terrible burden…
S ome satires are so precise in their humor, they feel like a ninja catching a gnat with chopsticks. On the other hand, the jokes in Don't Look Up are about as subtle as a slobbering ogre chasing frightened peasants with an unhinged barn door. Every gag in this film essentially pounds on the same theme:…
I ronically, The Matrix Resurrections trades heavily on nostalgia for that pioneering first film, while also embodying many of the same flaws that doomed its sequels: For all the explosions and throat-punches, much of this movie's runtime is an uphill tromp through low-grade philosophical claptrap, hokey dialogue, and obnoxiously cute riffs on its own self-awareness. That's…
In fact, this film suffers as much as any “classic” that I’ve ever seen. Somewhere between ’93 and now, Seattle probably lost a full star on this rating.