I was so looking forward to “Benediction,” a film about the British World War I poet Siegfried Sassoon. Then I saw it was written and directed by Terence Davies.
“The Last Movie Stars,” Ethan Hawke’s six-part series on Paul Newman and Joanne Woodward, is a pandemic epic, a spectacular amalgamation of clips and interviews and Ken Burns-style voice-overs by famous actors that takes its form from the Zoom culture COVID has forced on us for the last several years.
You don’t need to know Jack Nicklaus from Jack Nicholson to enjoy ”The Phantom of the Open,” a quirky British underdog comedy in the tradition of mid-century Ealing movies.
Tom Robbins had the right idea. Even cowgirls get the blues in the understated yet oddly mesmerizing documentary – “Bitterbrush.”
Abortion has always been an inflammatory issue. More now than ever in these days of a conservative Supreme Court and their recent vote to overturn Roe v. Wade.
The second feature film generated by the mega-successful PBS series, “A New Era” turns tea and crumpets into comfort food.
“This is crazy,” says Evelyn (Michelle Yuen), a seemingly ordinary housewife beleaguered by laundry and taxes.
In the real world, J.K. Rowling is having her problems. Alas, in the Wizarding World she first created with her Harry Potter books, all is not exactly well either.
The glittering junk-jewelry eyes. That’s what I remember the most about Ray Liotta who died in his sleep last week, age 67, while making a movie in the Dominican Republic.
“Weekend at Bernie’s” meets “The Imitation Game” in “Operation Mincemeat,” a movie with one of the most unfortunate titles in recent memory.
Formula done right is one reason the lightweight romantic romp, “The Lost City,” works. Another is the unassuming, easy-going chemistry between its two leads, Sandra Bullock and Channing Tatum.
When we think of the baby-boomer bible, Rolling Stone, we tend to think of Jann Wenner and Annie Leibovitz and even Cameron Crowe (“Almost Famous”).
The Derby is the oldest continuously held sporting event in America, and its 148thincarnation is this Saturday. So, the timing couldn’t be better to catch “Jockey,” a 2021 film currently streaming on home video.
As someone – Babe Paley? The Duchess of Windsor? – once said, “You can never be too thin or too rich.” Add “or too white,” and you’ve got the Abercrombie and Fitch mantra of the late’90s and early ‘00s down pat.
I’d follow Thandiwe Newton anywhere, and I’ve been rewarded with such diverse gems as “Westworld,” “Crash” and “The Truth About Charlie.” So, when I came across her name in “All the Old Knives,” well….
The best play I’ve seen this century is called “Jerusalem” and it starred an actor I’d never heard of. His name is Mark Rylance, and I’ve sure as hell heard of him now.
The Will v. Chris Smackdown, Part Deux. As of this writing – a full week later – people are still talking about “The Incident” at the 94th Oscars.
Wow. Just when you thought the Oscars were going to go back to their usual safe (read, boring) selves, Will Smith slapped Chris Rock on live TV over a perceived insult to his wife, Jada Pinkett Smith.
Whose turn is it this year? A few weeks ago, I would’ve leaned heavily toward “The Power of the Dog,” a film that’s easier to admire than love. But now entities like the Directors Guild of America, the Screen Actors Guild and the Producers Guild of America have weighed in.
if someone’s going to mess with “West Side Story,” we’re lucky that someone is Steven Spielberg