Matthew Vaughn’s Kingsman: The Golden Circle is a tone-deaf, oftentimes frustrating, frequently insulting and moderately offensive exercise in gruesome misogynistic excess that’s made almost as if to convince pubescent 13-year-old boys it’s perfectly okay to treat women as ditzy dolls and little else.

Like a great piece of sketch comedy, all of the numerous vignettes feeding the central storyline are so consistently amusing the fact The LEGO Ninjago Movie goes way beyond nonsensical into the realm of outright absurdity isn’t as big a problem as it might otherwise have been.

68 Kill never quite goes in the direction I was anticipating, the last third a bloodcurdling descent into revoltingly juvenile torture, madness and depravity the likes of which that had me disgusted and intrigued in just about equal measure.

Gleefully Violent American Assassin a Jingoistic Waste of Time There’s a moment in American Assassin that’s perfect. The film’s villain, a renegade former U.S. Navy officer known only by his nickname “Ghost” and portrayed by John Carter and Lone Survivor star Taylor Kitsch, has captured clandestine CIA operative, and his former superior, Stan Hurley and […]

Angelina Jolie’s First They Killed My Father isn’t for the faint of heart. While lightness and love do enter the picture, mostly this adaptation of Ung’s best-selling 2000 memoir is an emotionally exhausting journey that strands the viewer in something akin to a constant state of shock.

Darren Aronofsky’s latest mind-bending, psychologically dense feature Mother! is an indescribable piece of lurid pulp fiction that has to be seen to be believed.

I’m ready to head back to Derry for the next chapter of this story right this second. The death lights are calling; floating into the theatre to give It a look an experience most won’t soon forget.

Bell is also unafraid to speak brutal, stark truths when the moment calls for them, finding humor in tragedy and pathos in merriment in ways that are continually inspiring. If I Do…Until I Don’t isn’t completely successful, that doesn’t mean it still isn’t without merit, and in the end becomes the type of small-scale independent comedy I could easily see myself warming up to more and more as time goes by.

The profound beauty of what happens during this last modern dance ballet encapsulates everything Müller and Preljocaj have been building towards flawlessly, ultimately making Polina the type of unexpected marvel that keeps me heading back to the theatre time and time again. I love this movie. More importantly, I cannot wait to see it again.