“Gardens of the Night” is a harrowing story of kidnapping and forced child prostitution that conjures a world entirely populated by predators and prey.
In “My Name Is Bruce,” a silly horror comedy that only a cultist could love, Bruce Campbell, the star of countless B-movie thrillers, mercilessly spoofs himself.
“Passengers” is a supernatural thriller so mechanically inept and lacking in suspense that it doesn’t even pass muster as lowbrow Halloween-ready entertainment.
There is hardly a moment in this film in which you are not aware that its absurdist view of the human condition was shaped by traumatic 20th-century events.
A look at 10 of the best art films this summer, several of which portray an unjust world in which ordinary people are at the mercy of the rich and powerful.
Watching Rainn Wilson gyrate in “The Rocker,” you can’t help wondering if Mr. Wilson is inhabiting a role that was originally turned down by Jack Black.
With characters named Esperanza, Dawn and Patience, “Henry Poole Is Here” traffics in the kind of inspirational kitsch that only a true believer could swallow.
This is the movie equivalent of being patted on the shoulder by an encouraging high school guidance counselor and assured that you are doing just fine.
“The Stone Angel” is a film of tightly assembled bits and pieces that don’t fit comfortably together despite clever dashes of magical realism connecting past and present.
“Kabluey” is a bittersweet indie comedy whose hapless protagonist spends a good part of the movie waddling along the side of a highway in a blue foam-rubber suit.
Guillaume Canet’s delicious contemporary thriller “Tell No One” is “Vertigo” meets “The Fugitive” by way of “The Big Sleep.” That is meant as high praise.
Set mostly in Las Vegas, “Finding Amanda” offers a vision of confused Americans losing their already shaky bearings in the world’s gaudiest honky-tonk.
Although “Sangre de Mi Sangre” exhibits a heartfelt connection with illegal immigrants, its myriad inconsistencies and strained plotting are frustrating.
The moody, surreal “XXY” explores the world of Alex, an intersex teenager navigating the treacherous emotional and hormonal rapids of uncertain gender.
“The Life Before Her Eyes” plays an irritating game of narrative hide-and-seek, continually doubling back on itself to revisit the trauma from which all else evolves.
“The Life Before Her Eyes” plays an irritating game of narrative hide-and-seek, continually doubling back on itself to revisit the trauma from which all else evolves.
“The Life Before Her Eyes” plays an irritating game of narrative hide-and-seek, continually doubling back on itself to revisit the trauma from which all else evolves.
To observe a fluctuating group of about two dozen singers whose average age is 80 perform in the documentary “Young@Heart” is to be uplifted, if slightly unsettled.