With nary a mention of Roberta Flack or the miseducation of Lauryn Hill, the ironically titled “Killing Them Softly” boasts enough violent outbursts to make the beatdown in Martin Scorcese’s “Casino” look like a grade school fight at the bike racks. And the comparison to Scorcese, with his ostentious Steadicam shots and punched-up mobster dialogue, [...]
When Cold War fetishist John Milius wrote and directed the original “Red Dawn” in 1984, his fantasy of high school students using misplaced machismo to repel a Soviet invasion possessed enough testicular fortitude to make Russkies the enemy.
There was a time when Steven Spielberg’s movies were the biggest entertainment events of the year.
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Director Ben Affleck’s Oscar-baiting new film “Argo” combines period piece prestige with displays of self-congratulatory Hollywood mythologizing.
“Do you feel any friendly competition between your brother, who wrote ‘The Guard?’” Laughing, he responded, “No, no, I know I’m the best, so there’s no competition.” McDonagh’s response, though certainly good-natured, reflected his brilliant work.
When I first heard about “End of Watch,” I wasn’t very excited. “Oh look, another cop drama,” I said to myself.
Dracula loves his daughter but is very overprotective, because he fears humans will treat her harshly. The vampire is shocked when an average guy, Jonathan (Andy Samberg), finds himself inside Dracula’s hotel and falls in love with Mavis.
Be prepared to observe outdated techniques of communication that would otherwise be known as impractical; but for this movie, they somehow work.
“You always want to quit while you’re ahead,” Eastwood listed as his reason for bowing out gracefully from the silver screen. “You don’t want to be like a fighter who stays too long in the ring until you’re not performing at your best.” Eastwood would have done well to take his own advice.
The prestigious filmmaker has now written and directed a movie already generating controversy because of its subject matter.
Yet, a film ironically devoting most of its run time to exploring the greatness of writers manages to vomit up some of the worst storytelling to ever reach theaters.
It’s been about eight years since national news reported the false imprisonment and sexual assault of a McDonald’s employee under the supervision of her female store manager, at the behest of a prank phone caller.