John Malkovich
Robert Schwentke’s German film “Seneca: On the Creation of Earthquakes” is the latest movie in which John Malkovich gets to yell at people.
Entwines Navajo lore with a reclusive trillionaire and his would-be biographer, creating a fascinating, mysterious and idiosyncratic vision of America.
Ava is a deadly assassin who works for a black ops organization, and when a job goes dangerously wrong she is forced to fight for her own survival.
While it attempts to be timely and relevant, throwing jabs at a questionable leader, it leans on cheap humor and shallow narrative constructions.
Arkansas is beautifully constructed and represents its subject in every solitary element.
In Velvet Buzzsaw, a supernatural force enacts revenge on those who have allowed their greed to get in the way of art, after a series of paintings by an unknown artist are discovered.
There are successful films buried within Bird Box, but it refuses to build any identity as a film beyond its concept.
Team WahlBerg’s latest effort Mile 22 is abysmal, wasting the talents of all parties involved for a schlocky, aggressive shoot ‘em up picture.
Regardless of the context it’s currently being viewed in, Louis C.K’s I Love You, Daddy,…
The Wilde Wedding is host to such a large ensemble that no plot or joke lands, and sadly suffocates the talent of all involved.
Preservation of the environment shouldn’t be a political issue, let alone a controversial one. Yet the right wing governments of the western world are frequently abandoning environmental and climate change issues, even building entire grand-standing platforms on how the entire act of climate change is a mere myth. The masses no longer trust “experts”, no matter how many facts they have on their side about the devastating realities of our changing environment.