This film accomplished the most unimaginable feat of all: it actually made me feel bad about liking “Winnie the Pooh.”
This film accomplished the most unimaginable feat of all: it actually made me feel bad about liking “Winnie the Pooh.”
Throughout this two hour visual verite feast, you’ll be hit with moments of joy and sadness, inspiration and despondency, and a cinematic romanticism so goddamn riveting that you just can’t tear yourself away.
After a several-year hiatus, John Kramer, a/k/a the Jigsaw Killer, is back. Or is he?
It’s far better than a television movie of the week, but it’s no game changer in the world of cinematic biopics.
“Happy Death Day” is an absurdly simple but appealing concept-driven movie.
“Suburbicon” isn’t a bad film, it just fails to live up to its potential.