Quinto provides an instant jolt of electricity I did not see coming. There is an effortlessness to his line delivery that held me spellbound.
Sean Durkin’s The Nest is a stinging marital drama that’s nothing short of superb.
Alone is crackerjack white-knuckle entertainment, and personally I cannot wait to see it again.
As excellent as the performances might be and as competent as the filmmaking undeniably is, this story never rang true to me, and I can’t help but believe that even under the best of viewing conditions Blackbird would have left me frustratingly cold.
Antebellum is noticeably striking in several ways, but it’s also sickening and disheartening in so many more.
Henderson and his crack stunt team choreograph some exquisite chase-escape-fight-flight sequences, not the least of which is a suitably chaotic showdown in a secluded jungle village.
Mulan becomes a story of embracing one’s true identity and the innate power that comes along with doing that, this simple conceit the crucial through-line around which the entire plot emphatically revolves.
Sherlock Holmes is one of Guy Ritchie’s better movies and is astonishingly easy to watch multiple times. Robert Downey Jr. and Jude Law are a terrific team, while the comedy, mystery and action elements meld rather nicely for the majority of the picture’s 128-minute running time.
I still do not like Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows.