Brick
“Brick” has every reason to be pretentious. I didn’t realize this going in, and for the first fifteen minutes I felt like I was watching a bad film school rehash of Godard in the most contrived manner. But somewhere along the way, this flagrantly self-affected and at times dementedly jocular piece of art-house trash earned my…
Let it be said that Antonio Banderas can take even an aggressively formulaic movie and turn it into a passable affair—sort of. In this case, he plays dance instructor Pierre Dulaine. From
In 1943, Sophie Scholl, her brother Hans and Christoph Probst were convicted of treason by the Nazi regime for their involvement in the White Rose—a resistance movement that opposed the Nazi party’s ideologies. It was not then fully realized by the German public that the Nazis were planning mass extermination of Jews. Thus, this film avoids revisiting…
My first impression was that this film was a shiny rehash of Andrew Niccol’s smug polemic “Lord of War.” I was right. However, oddly, it actually works. In this case, writer/director Jason Reitman (son of Ivan Reitman) takes on the tobacco industry, a ripe target for the kind of deconstruction and criticism for…
So someone figured out that sequels are inherently displeasing to the mind. Thus, we have not “Ice Age 2,” but “Ice Age: The Meltdown.” I can just imagine the umpteen meetings or memos that transpired to execute the change… but, seriously, let’s talk about the….
A small town in the south known as Wheelsy, is one of those quiet “nothing ever happens here, so of course this is where this atrocity takes place” towns. The residents keep to themselves, confederate flags hang over stores, and the mayor (Gregg Henry) screams profanity in front of children. I wouldn’t want to live there, but the people are fairly content with their…
The film opens with a quote from George Bernard Shaw, “”If you’re going to tell people the truth, you better make them laugh; otherwise they’ll kill you.” Suffice it to say, the “British Broadcasting Service”-produced documentary begins with a television commercial for a fictitious company, Confederate Insurance. Trust me, when the camera pans over to the African-American raking leaves as the voice-over talks about “property,” it’s okay…