The last moments speak to the concepts of family, brotherhood and marriage in a way that touched my heart and also tickled my funny bone, and while Jeff, Who Lives at Home isn’t perfect these precious final minutes were, and for my money that’s all that matters.
If only Seeking Justice was even moderately worthwhile. It has a rudimentary made-for-Cable feel that, while certainly not off-putting, is still rather laughable.
Kill List isn’t an easy film to categorize, to put into a mass-market box general audiences will quickly recognize. But it gets the job done and then some, and as an excursion into debilitating emotional-based familial terror I doubt we’ll see its like at any point throughout the rest of 2012.
Tell No One is the type of thriller viewers won’t want to keep quiet about. In fact, if they have any sense they’re going to be screaming to see it again.
Within the framework of this film it truly is No Country for Old Men, and as that harsh realization presents itself the only emotion left is a form of quietly overpowering grief.
Blade Runner is a brilliant amalgamation of sci-fi splendor and modern-day strum and drag, Scott melding it all into a poetic sensory symphony so spectacular it’s easy to see why the picture hasn’t lost a single bit of its timeless resonance.
Eastern Promises is one of the year’s best motion pictures.
Zodiac might just end up being Fincher’s masterpiece, and I’ll be curious to see how it withstands the test of time as I’m all but certain this is one thriller we’ll all be waxing poetic about for decades to come.
Few films are either as magical or as enchanting as Guillermo del Toro’s Pan’s Labyrinth. At the same time, few fairy tales are as perverse, terrifying or as deeply disturbing.