"Up" is nothing if not a garden of delights. This is the kind of movie that Hollywood used to do so well.
I'm going to plant a flag and say that the fourth film in the "Terminator" series is not science fiction. Furthermore, that's exactly its problem.
This is going to be only half a review of "Angels and Demons" - because I could only make it through the first half of the film.
Why, with so much talent warming up in the bullpen, did we have to play by the hoary rules of "Fatal Attraction?"
WFIU Movie Critic Peter Noble Kuchera reviews J.J. Abrams take on the Star Trek Franchise.
Cal McAffrey has become a curmudgeon. He’s been a reporter for “The Washington Globe” for fifteen years (and writes on a sixteen-year-old computer).
Monsters vs. Aliens has been out a few weeks, so forgive me if you’ve already lost the argument with your spawn and have seen it. I held out while I could. It sure looked like a corporate golem from DreamWorks, the house of SHREK, a shiny disco ball of pop culture references substituting for humor and hollow, rubbery characters tiptoeing across the digital Astroturf with Barbie-doll-stiffness.
If you're a fan of thrillers in the vein of Hitchcock's specialty - an innocent man wrongly accused - or more recent Swiss watches like the ‘80s classic "No Way Out" -- then I'd like to draw your attention to an essential contribution to the genre. It's a French film called "Tell No One," and if you missed it last summer, and in its recent run at the Ryder Film Festival, it came out last week on DVD.
These couples FLOAT. I don't think I can better describe this phenomenon without diminishing it. If you've taken that walk even once, count yourself fortunate.
Even the title is something so many of us men can’t say: “I Love You, Man”. Other movies have treated the theme – that American culture provides no avenue for men to express same-sex, heterosexual affection – but none have so successfully mined it for gags.