Those who’ve been with me on this movie review-writing venture from the beginning may remember a little review of a larger-than-life movie, Safe Haven, which was given to us about a year and a half ago.
Here is a spoiler warning: I will talk about the plot of Gone Girl in the review below.
When it comes to stop motion animation, the folks at Laika are at the top of the heap.
This movie is based on a podcast episode, which was a discussion of a Twitter post of an online apartment listing, and it feels just like that.
Frank Miller and Robert Rodriguez’s Sin City: A Dame to Kill For, as a movie, hardly does its job.
Magic and myth-busting are the stuff of Woody Allen’s latest film, Magic in the Moonlight.
The thing I always liked about Nickelodeon television, as opposed to its snooty, self-righteous cousin, Disney, was that it didn’t talk down to its audience, which is largely comprised of kids, the preteen sect.
Guardians is super fun, the soundtrack’s killer, the killer’s menacing, the hero’s heroic, the tree is the best part.
Dawn of the Planet of the Apes is every story.
David Wain brings his brand of off-kilter, super silly meta mockery to a more genre-specific place than usual with his spoofy romantic comedy, They Came Together.
It manages its sequelity (sequelness? sequelation?) like Muppets: Most Wanted did, banging you over the head with clever jokes about how movies are never as good the second time around.
In Joon-ho Bong’s Snowpiercer, by the year 2031, the earth has frozen over, and the world’s only survivors are packed into this technological wonder of a train that barrels around the globe in a constant effort to not freeze up and expire.
Adam Sandler and Drew Barrymore truly have something special when they step on screen together.
The new Godzilla is super old school, replete with dramatic close-up shots of the characters’ sheer awe and terror as they whisper the title of the movie.
For reasons unbeknownst to me, I had problems with both Seth Rogen and Zac Efron.
John Turturro wrote, directed, and starred in this Woody Allen-ish, lyrical, New York film, and Woody Allen acts, for the first time in a long time, in a movie that’s not his, presumably because it does so closely resemble his own.