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Last Passenger

Ahh, what might have been for Dougray Scott. In the late 1990s, he was originally cast as adamantium-clawed X-Men mauler Wolverine, but then forced to drop out of the film when overruns and delays dragged out the production schedule of Mission: Impossible II. Stripped of that franchise touchstone, he's never quite reached the same buzzy occupational heights. Now, while Hugh Jackman has gone on to all sorts of riches and rewards, the Scottish-born Scott is left to anchor British-produced rip-offs of Speed, as with Last Passenger, a runaway-train action thriller that coasts along serviceably for a bit before entering Boredom Station. For the full, original review, from ShockYa, click hereLast Passenger opens in the Los Angeles area at the Regal Long Beach Stadium Theatre. (Cohen Media Group/Pinewood Films, R, 97 minutes)

Small Time

Small Time is an appropriate title for writer-director Joel Surnow's period piece dramedy, the type of movie whose meandering, loose-limbed structure and comparative lack of stakes inform a savvy viewer of the fact that it's "inspired by true events" even without benefit of the opening credits title card. A father-son bonding story squashed awkwardly up against a lightly humorous workplace tale, this amiable passion project commits no great offenses, but lacks the necessary tension and elicited emotional investment to pull in and sustain an audience much outside of the core fan base of the talent involved. For the full, original review, from Paste, click here. (Anchor Bay/Asylum Entertainment, R, 95 minutes)


It turns out that helping a Hollywood studio make a couple billion dollars opens some occupational doors. Ergo Wally Pfister, Christopher Nolan's Oscar-winning cinematographer on Inception and the Batman films, jumps into the director's chair for the first time with Transcendence, a techno-thriller that over the course of two hours systematically squanders an interesting concept, in deflating fashion. If science-fiction can, intellectually and production-scope wise, either go big or go home, Transcendence is the latter version masquerading as the former: an over-plotted movie, glossy and expansive but about two inches deep, of contrasting wingnut philosophies and flat-line emotional affect. Overstuffed but underdeveloped, it mistakes serial incident for dramatic connection. For the full, original review, from Paste, click here. (Warner Bros., PG-13, 119 minutes)


For many directors, the independent film realm, and its more constrictive parameters of budget storytelling, are a thing to leave behind — to graduate from, as part of a move up into the "big leagues." David Gordon Green, though, even as he has crafted Hollywood studio comedies like Pineapple Express, Your Highness and The Sitter, has kept one foot planted in the indie arena, and more plaintive portraiture. Joe, his latest effort, is a tender, lyrical slice of underclass drama, anchored by a magnetic performance from Nicolas Cage, that also exercises a certain kind of metaphorical connection to the low-lying fog of economic desperation that presently holds so many in its grip. More after the jump...<< MORE >>

Director Zack Parker Talks Proxy, More

Director Zack Parker has a knack for marrying unnerving incident to shifty, hard-to-pin-down characters. His latest film, the psychological thriller Proxy, could sort of be described as a sociopathic lesbian love triangle... and yet it's more than that, even. I recently had a chance to speak to Parker one-on-one, about what sort of storytelling excites and drives him, making films in his native Indiana and being a stay-at-home dad, and the unlikely inspiration of the California Raisins. The conversation is excerpted over at ShockYa, so click here for the read.


To fully analyze the unnerving nature of the smart, dark, pleasantly warped Proxy, which further confirms Zack Parker as a filmmaker to watch, is to ruin some of its surprises. Suffice it to say, though, that while a lot of Hollywood movies (and certainly no small number of even independent productions) conflate narrative ambition with only special effects and the grand expression of visual style, Proxy is a film powered by a bold idea — and the sort of movie that reveals in slow, peeled-onion fashion the true nature of its narrative aims, the actual story at its core. For most of its running time, however, it's absorbing because one doesn’t know quite what the hell it wants from its viewers. For the full, original review, from Paste, click here(IFC Midnight/Along the Tracks, R, 107 minutes)

Frankie & Alice

Sometimes, through no particular creative fault of their own, and for reasons attached more to dubious financiers, labyrinthine contracts and the bizarre grudges of people in suits whose names you'll never know, movies sit on the shelf after completion, gathering dust and the reputation of being a stinker. Such is the case with Halle Berry's Frankie & Alice, admittedly a generously apportioned slice of awards-bait pie, but a well-rendered and engaging psychological drama nonetheless. More after the jump...<< MORE >>

Andy Garcia Talks At Middleton, Next Directorial Effort

Most films have a fairly prescribed audience, or certainly unfold in a manner that makes their intentions clear. At Middleton is not most films. Co-written by Glenn German and director Adam Rodgers, the movie puts a pleasantly bewildering spin on existential life crisis, tossing lighthearted adult romance, slightly goofy pre-college ensemble comedy and something a bit more barbed and bittersweet into a blender, and hitting puree. While their respective headstrong kids (Spencer Lofranco and Taissa Farmiga) take a school visit and disengage from their parents, two strangers with different personalities, George (Andy Garcia) and Edith (Vera Farmiga), disengage from the official campus tour and tumble into an afternoon that leaves its mark on each of them. I had a chance to chat with Garcia recently, about the film, the various inspirations for his character, his penchant for song, and his long-gestating next project behind the camera as a director. The conversation is excerpted over at Paste, so click here for the read.

Perfect Sisters

If, as in the phrase popularized by Mark Twain, there are three kinds of lies — lies, damned lies and statistics — then there are also at least three different kinds of true stories, which, when adapted for the big screen, are most assuredly not wielded with equal strokes of grace and credibility. Rich evidence of this exists in the form of Perfect Sisters, a surprisingly tension-free drama starring Abigail Breslin and Georgie Henley as siblings who start to entertain thoughts of matricide.

Neither touching the rich, charged atmosphere of Heavenly Creatures, nor aiming for something more darkly comedic or rooted in social commentary, director Stan Brooks' film instead exists in a soupy, unpersuasive middle ground. Simply being based on a true-crime case from around a dozen years ago is inherently interesting enough to sustain an entire narrative framework, its filmmakers seem to think. That instinct proves wrong. For the full, original review, from Paste, click here. (Gravitas Ventures, unrated, 101 minutes)

Bears Redux

In what is unsettling news for Stephen Colbert, the DisneyNature doc Bears opens tomorrow. For my earlier review, from Screen Daily, click here.

Afternoon of a Faun: Tanaquil le Clercq

A documentary on one of the more enchanting and tragic figures of the world of ballet, Afternoon of a Faun: Tanaquil le Clercq affirms the talent of its subject but assumes a fawning interest in her. Failing to establish enough of a cleanly delineated backdrop or emotional throughline to connect to a general audience, the frustrating result is a hopelessly insular work that leaves those who aren't dance history majors on the outside of this at times beautiful but otherwise entirely tedious bauble, their faces pressed against the glass. For the full, original review, from ShockYa, click here. (Kino Lorber, unrated, 91 minutes)

Draft Day

The career of every filmmaker and actor, if they sustain any longevity, is peppered with various levels of success and failure. And while he's had greater successes in other films and genres, among the films for which Kevin Costner is most warmly remembered are a quartet of sports moviesBull Durham, For Love of the Game, Tin Cup and of course the iconic Field of Dreams, celebrating its 25th anniversary later this very month.

Affectionate reminiscences of that filmography inform director Ivan Reitman's new dramedy, Draft Day. But the more recent and germane comparison may be Moneyball, another smart, nuanced and confident sports film that didn't chase the drama of on-field action, but instead used its sport as a backdrop for a complicated, adult tale of striving and innovation. Draft Day isn't nearly in the same class, and its aims are a notch or two lower — it's less a disquisition on beta-masculinity than an engaging extension of the National Football League brand. But it works far more than it doesn't, connecting with pleasure and heart. For the full, original review, from Paste, click here. (Lionsgate/Summit, PG-13, 110 minutes)

David Gordon Green Talks Joe, Non-Traditional Casting

He's not yet 40, but director David Gordon Green has successfully juggled an interesting collection of studio comedies like Pineapple Express, The Sitter and Your Highness with more esoteric and independent fare like All the Real Girls and Prince Avalanche. His 10th feature film, Joe, is an adaptation of Larry Brown's gritty yet lyrical novel of the same name, and stars 17-year-old Tye Sheridan as an impressionable kid who, desperate for some adult guidance and attention, finds an unlikely mentor in the form of Nicolas Cage's ex-con title character. I recently had a chance to speak to Green one-on-one, about the film, casting and working with non-professional actors, the keys to a good Terrence Malick impersonation and his next movie, Manglehorn. The conversation is excerpted over at ShockYa, so click here.

Hateship Loveship

In her strikingly humane and thought-provoking debut feature, Return, writer-director Liza Johnson showed the ability to locate illuminating character details in all sorts of quiet moments. With her second film, Hateship Loveship, starring Kristen Wiig, Johnson again proves herself an astute chronicler of human frailty, even if the low-wattage hum of her lightly romantic drama eventually peters out, leaving the hull — more intriguing than emotionally satisfying — of an ensemble character piece. More after the jump...<< MORE >>

The Anonymous People

A well-meaning documentary that advocates for a broader societal acceptance of addiction as a chronic disease of the brain, The Anonymous People leads with its considerable heart, but can't summon the sort of order and focus necessary to convert generalized sympathy into stronger lasting memory and impulse for action. Flitting to and fro, and alighting on a wide range of related but not always smoothly integrated topics — from the founding of Alcoholics Anonymous and biased drug infraction prison sentencing to a series of testimonials from public figures and arguments for greater health care cost controls for addicts — the movie carries an important message, but too often feels like a free-association sermon for the choir. For the full, original review, from ShockYa, click here. (Kino Lorber, unrated, 102 minutes)

Rio 2

The impetus to carve out another comfortable gravy train animated franchise hangs over and informs everything about the colorful, clamorous and entirely undemanding Rio 2, which delivers poop jokes in triplicate (hey, comedy comes in threes), as well as all other manner of easygoing song-and-dance, laughs and conflict resolution. More after the jump...<< MORE >>

Nymphomaniac: Volume II

If the first installment of Lars von Trier's Nymphomaniac blended the farcical and tragic in a manner that underscored the folly of thinking one could ever put biological appetites neatly away, in a little box on the bookshelf, Nymphomaniac: Volume II wanders further into the darkened forest of human desire and compulsion. Part wild stallion and part brutish gorilla, it's a formidable and inherently contradictory cinematic disquisition — it agitates against over-analysis, even as itself it analyzes how unspoken yearnings bend and twist behavior to their will. Above all, while not without its faults, it's a reminder that the world of film needs taskmaster provocateurs like von Trier, pushing back against tidiness and challenging audiences. For the full, original review, from Paste, click here. (Magnolia, unrated, 123 minutes)

Eliza Hittman Talks It Felt Like Love

Writer-director Eliza Hittman's striking debut film, It Felt Like Love, tells the story of an awkward 14-year-old Brooklyn girl (Gina Piersanti) who falls into emulating the sexual exploits of her more experienced best friend (Giovanna Salimeni), with mounting peril. I recently had a chance to speak to Hittman one-on-one, about her film, non-traditional casting, adolescent sexual deceit and gamesmanship, and more. The conversation is excerpted over at ShockYa, so click here for the read.

Sam Worthington, Anna Kendrick, Jennifer Aniston Eat Cake

Director Daniel Barnz has nailed down the cast for his indie film Cake, based on screenwriter Patrick Tobin's 2013 Black List-tabbed script, according to the Wrap. Joining Jennifer Aniston will be Sam Worthington, Anna Kendrick, Chris Messina, William H. Macy, Felicity Huffman and Marianne Jean-Baptiste, among others. The story centers on a woman (Aniston) who becomes gripped by the suicide of another woman (Kendrick) from her chronic pain support group, and develops a relationship with said woman's husband (Worthington)... presumably not centered around a shared hatred of Ugg boots (though hey, you never know). Filming will commence next month.


A certain tension between emotion and education again manifests in Bears, the fifth theatrical nature documentary release via a specialty arm of distributor Disney, who has carved out a nice niche pegged to annual Earth Day celebrations. Extraordinarily intimate and engaging throughout, African Cats co-directors Alastair Fothergill and Keith Scholey's stirringly captured movie unlocks a sincere sense of awe and reverence within viewers' hearts, even as it frustrates an audience looking for a bit more. For the full, original review, from Screen Daily, click here. (DisneyNature, G, 78 minutes)

Tye Sheridan on Joe, Terrence Malick Impressions, Tony Romo

Seventeen-year-old Tye Sheridan made his acting debut in Terrence Malick's The Tree of Life, playing one of Brad Pitt and Jessica Chastain's sons. The next year, he co-starred opposite Matthew McConaughey and Reese Witherspoon in Jeff Nichols' Mud. Now, in David Gordon Green's Joe, adapted from a novel by Larry Brown, Sheridan adds another acting heavyweight to his roster of co-stars, starring opposite Nicolas Cage's ex-con title character as an eager-to-work kid looking for roots not provided by his own itinerant family and alcoholic father. I recently had a chance to speak to Texas native Sheridan one-on-one, about his new movie, the key to a good Malick impersonation and what he thinks of Dallas Cowboys quarterback Tony Romo. The conversation is excerpted over at ShockYa, so click here for the read.

Mistaken For Strangers

There may not be a better film this year about adult sibling jostling, rivalry and affection than Tom Berninger's extraordinary Mistaken For Strangers. The fact that it's also a meta-documentary about life on the road with the ascendant indie rock group The National, whose lead singer Matt Berninger is Tom's older brother, is completely incidental. This is an engaging work of many colors, at once funny and heart-piercing, that taps into the rich and often conflicting veins of feeling that only loved ones can elicit. More after the jump...<< MORE >>


Lest one think that all the playboy comedies tangentially inspired by 1996's Swingers, about entertainment industry aspirants and the "beautiful babies" of which they're in hot pursuit, had finally dried up, witness Cavemen, a blockheaded, sigh-inducing retread that evinces neither any particular originality nor freshness of telling. More after the jump...<< MORE >>

Goodbye World

Most apocalyptic thrillers exist in large measure for the sizzle, or are at least invested in paying off some fantastical doomsday conceit. But Goodbye World, in which a group of old college friends and lovers of the idealistic and liberal persuasion (including Adrien Grenier and Kerry Bishé, above) find shelter at a remote country cabin in the days and weeks after a crippling cyber-attack, is something quite different. An unusual hybrid of The Big Chill, The Trigger Effect and Into the Wild, director Denis Henry Hennelly's film exists largely apart from the investigation of cause, arguments about culpability or even the trials of survival. It's kind of an incidental apocalyptic drama. So even if the movie unravels in the end, there's still enough that's stirring and original here to capture and hold the interest of adventurous indie filmgoers.

A low-budget, distinctively character-rooted work that premiered at last year's Los Angeles Film Festival, Goodbye World was never going to be confused with any of the raft of other apocalyptic movies that have hit the big screen over the past year-and-a-half. But while it doesn't become completely overblown, suffice it to say that the manner in which the film resolves its exploration of a community riven by fear comes off as unrealistic, and halfhearted to boot. Certain bits feel designed to pay off and salve investor anxieties — to bend and twist Goodbye World into the shape of the very movies that it otherwise consciously avoids aping. And that's a shame, really, because it's the other, smaller stuff that sticks with you. Just as in life. For the full, original review, from Paste, click here. (Samuel Goldwyn/Phase 4 Films, unrated, 101 minutes)

Amy Ryan Talks Breathe In, Birdman, What Gifts She Likes

A Tony- and Oscar-nominated actress, Amy Ryan has played tough, tender, damagingly self-involved and everything in between. In real life, though, her persona runs closer to Holly Flax, the lovably good-natured if somewhat dorky romantic interest to Steve Carell's Michael Scott on The Office. Ryan is self-effacing and peppers a conversation with laughter, but also all sorts of jokey tangential asides. More after the jump...<< MORE >>

In the Blood

If we're keeping tabs on the evolving filmography of ex-mixed martial arts fighter and future The Expendabelles centerpiece Gina Carano, In the Blood, from director John Stockwell, slots considerably below Haywire, her at once lithe and bruising collaboration with Stephen Soderbergh. And yet there's still a certain ramshackle appeal to the film, a starchy, Taken-meets-Turistas revenge picture which could just as easily be titled Woman on Fire. For the full, original review, from ShockYa, click here. (Anchor Bay, R, 109 minutes)

A Farewell to Fools

An extremely low-boil wartime farce that contents itself to wring quiet smiles and silent laughs from viewers, A Farewell To Fools unfolds in Nazi-occupied Romania in 1944, where a group of pious townspeople try to prevail upon the town idiot to sacrifice himself for their benefit after a German soldier is discovered murdered. While it doesn't exactly pull any muscles reaching for unerring period-piece credibility, director Bogdan Dreyer's film, starring Gérard Depardieu and Harvey Keitel, more or less works as a sort of lightly affected, darkly comedic parable. For the full, original review, from ShockYa, click here. (Monterey Media/Shoreline Entertainment, PG-13, 84 minutes)

Errol Morris on Donald Rumsfeld and The Unknown Known

Is Donald Rumsfeld, the charismatically cantankerous and contrarian former Secretary of Defense who, under President George W. Bush, presided over disastrous Iraq War policy and the torture of enemy combatants and other foreign prisoners, a dyed-in-the-wool military adventurist or a cog-in-the-machine bureaucrat and incidental prosecutor? Documentarian Errol Morris spent more than 34 hours interviewing him for his superb new film, The Unknown Known, and he still isn't sure. I recently had a chance to chat with the Oscar-winning filmmaker and, wearing a light green sweater and a wry smile, Morris spoke deliberately, as is his wont, about his movie, its elusive subject, the art of interviewing and his first foray into fictional narrative filmmaking, set to star Bryan Cranston and Naomi Watts. The conversation is excerpted over at Paste, so click here for the read.

Alien Abduction

There will be a time when young, aspiring indie filmmakers return predominantly to shooting what they know, which will give us a surge in chatty, beer-soaked navel-gazing — a quality that in many ways would seem almost radical in today's cinematic environment. This is not yet that time, however, as the extraordinarily derivative, forthrightly titled and essentially pointless Alien Abduction confirms. Eschewing more sophisticated and higher-degree-of-difficulty moodiness for lots of panicked thrashing about, this found-footage horror tale is an exercise in well-intentioned tedium. For the full, original review, from ShockYa, click here(IFC Midnight, unrated, 82 minutes)

Big Men

A kind of true-life, slow-motion disaster flick for the NPR set, director Rachel Boynton's Big Men is an engaging documentary that roots down into the very human and relatable effects of the discovery of a huge African oil deposit upon a disparate variety of characters, from the penthouse to the pavement. Assaying the mores and motivations of all these dreamers and schemers, the film throws a spotlight on human fallibility, and all the shades of grey that color the geopolitical world. For the full, original review, from ShockYa, click here(Abramorama, unrated, 99 minutes)

Walking With Dinosaurs (Blu-ray)

Impressive animation is undercut by a steady stream of insipid chatter in Walking With Dinosaurs, an animated family adventure adapted rather awkwardly from a more academic-minded BBC Earth small screen series of the same name. More after the jump...<< MORE >>

Happy Camp

An indie horror movie that makes decent use of its real-life setting, but otherwise runs aground fairly early in its already concise running time, unable to come up with enough incidents to generate any legitimate sustained suspense, Happy Camp represents one of the particular perils of a low-budget, calling card-type film. Piecemeal, the scene-to-scene work of young multi-hyphenates Josh Anthony, Anne Taylor and Michael Barbuto is fine. But absent a story that generates any sort of clearly defined stakes or rooting audience interest, the movie elicits more of a yawn than any lasting impression. For the full, original review, from ShockYa, click here. (Gravitas Ventures/Flower Films, unrated, 74 minutes)

Noah Floods Box Office With $44 Million Debut

Darren Aronofsky's Biblical-based epic Noah, starring Russell Crowe, opened in the top spot at the box office in its debut weekend, pulling in $43.7 million and easily outstripping other wide opener Sabotage, which slotted seventh, with just under $5.3 million. In its second weekend, young adult fiction adaptation Divergent pulled in $25.6 million, pushing its domestic haul to $94.4 million.

Rounding out the top 10 were Muppets Most Wanted, with $11.28 million; animated family film Mr. Peabody & Sherman, with $9.07 million; God's Not Dead, with $8.8 million; Wes Anderson's The Grand Budapest Hotel, with $8.54 million; the aforementioned Sabotage, starring Arnold Schwarzenegger; Need for Speed, with $4.23 million; 300: Rise of an Empire with $4.21 million; and Liam Neeson's Non-Stop, with $4.01 million. Meanwhile, in its eighth weekend of release, critical and commercial juggernaut The Lego Movie finally slipped out of the top 10, pulling in just over $3 million while crossing the $400 million cumulative mark.

Cheap Thrills

A tense, knotty (in more ways than one) valentine of leaching amorality that evokes memories of the infamous Milgram Experiment, the darkly comedic psychological horror film Cheap Thrills is a satisfyingly warped walk on the wild side. Playing puppet master to wonderful effect, director E.L. Katz oversees a superb, smartly constrained technical package and a rich quartet of gripping performances, resulting in a violent, emotionally charged romp with surprising undertones of social commentary. More after the jump...<< MORE >>

On My Way

Cineastes the world over can readily agree that Catherine Deneuve, who came of age as the muse of a number of influential filmmakers in the 1960s and '70s, is an enchanting screen presence. And they can presumably agree that quality, leading roles for women as they age — complex roles in which they drive the action and don't stand as an accessory to the men in their characters' lives — are at a premium. Reasonable minds can agree on these things and still not walk away thrilled and uplifted by On My Way, the road trip venture writer-director Emmanuelle Bercot crafted especially for Deneuve. More after the jump...<< MORE >>


Filmmaker Darren Aronofsky's epic take on the epic Biblical story of Noah and the Great Flood is a movie that obliges an epic review, in many respects — it's a big and interesting and evocative and at times sigh-inducing work, for a whole variety of reasons. Boiled down, Noah is also poised somewhere halfway between a work of pure wonder and a more explicitly religious action text. More after the jump...<< MORE >>

Hide Your Smiling Faces

It's possible for a movie to confirm the innate filmmaking gifts of its helmer while still not quite succeeding as a standalone film. Such is the case with the artful yet frustrating Hide Your Smiling Faces, directed by Daniel Patrick Carbone. Reminiscent of films like David Gordon Green's stirring debut, George Washington, and, more recently, Tchoupitoulas and Only the Young, this coming-of-age drama values tone over incident, and pays homage in its own way to the impressionistic moves and rhythms of Terrence Malick, but it also has trouble establishing a strong and memorable identity of its own. For the full, original review, from ShockYa, click here; to visit the film's eponymous website, click here(Tribeca Film, unrated, 80 minutes)

A Birder's Guide to Everything

Films that honestly and entertainingly assay the early teenage experience removed from lowest-common-denominator gross-out shtick and other emotional cattle-prodding are few and far between, which is a big part of the reason that the altogether charming A Birder's Guide to Everything feels like such a breath of fresh air. More after the jump...<< MORE >>

Nymphomaniac: Volume I

"Which way do you think you’ll get the most out of my story — believing me or not believing me?" asks the central character in writer-director Lars von Trier's new film. She's an emotionally broken, physically beaten sex addict recounting her life less ordinary to an ascetic bachelor with a passion for fly-fishing, but the words might as well be from the filmmaker himself. In Nymphomaniac: Volume I, he's inviting viewers to come along on a lurid trip, to submit to a survey of longing (emotional as much as sexual) threaded with intellectual riffs big and small, and allusions to dozens of other works.

Despite almost three decades of work in the feature realm as a provocateur of the highest order, von Trier has somehow avoided having his surname turned into an adjective, unlike a number of fellow outlier auteurs. But most of his films have achieved a unique synthesis of the philosophical and confrontational, the clinical and compassionate. In this regard, Nymphomaniac: Volume I is no different. A rigorous and riveting cogitation on sexual liberation, gender double standards, love, lust, sociopathy and any number of the filmmaker's other obsessions, it's a personal work that touches upon universal themes and ideas in a way that is inescapably… von Trier-ian? For the full, original review, from Paste, click here. (Magnolia, unrated, 110 minutes)


It may seem difficult to fathom, especially given the degree to which so much present day pop culture resembles a fishing lure designed to catch their capricious attention, but there was a time when teenagers didn't exist. Sure, there were actual people who were 14, 15 and 16 years old, but they weren't a demographic entity, to be either pursued or pilloried. Director Matt Wolf's fascinating new documentary Teenage, then, casts an eye backwards, to that time and the ensuing decades. The result — an engaging collagist work assembled from rare archival material, filmed portraits and voiceover lifted from early 20th century diary entries — is an impressionistic rumination on the birth and, well, development (let's not say maturation) of youth culture. For the full, original review, from Paste, click here. (Oscilloscope, unrated, 77 minutes)

Happy Camp Filmmakers Won't Be Going Camping Again Soon

The title Happy Camp conjures feelings of a comedy — either an ironically named satire, or perhaps some Pitch Perfect-type summer-getaway ensemble where Glee fans labor to upstage one another against a competitive backdrop. In actuality, though, this new found-footage-framed horror thriller takes its name from the real-life small town, nestled up against the California-Oregon border, which lends the movie its setting. I recently had a chance to speak to multi-hyphenate collaborators (and offscreen couple) Josh Anthony and Anne Taylor about the film, their inspiration and work together and the involvement of Drew Barrymore as an executive producer. The slightly spoilerish conversation is excerpted over at ShockYa, so watch the movie first on VOD if you want to remain surprised, then click here.

Homefront (Blu-ray)

The punishingly witless action flick Homefront is more a movie from the 1980s than of these times. Starring in a script from Expendables mate Sylvester Stallone, Jason Statham delivers all the expected scowls and growls, but there's no originality, nuance or even dumb-fun catharsis to recommend this inept exercise in punch-'em-up justice. More after the jump...<< MORE >>


The chance to portray twins or at-odds characters in a single film is catnip for actors of a certain level of ambition, though not without potential pitfalls. The impulse to chew scenery or present grand differentiation is often difficult to resist. Enemy, though, which reteams Jake Gyllenhaal with Prisoners director Denis Villeneuve (though it was actually shot before that film), finds the actor trading in similarly subdued and thoughtful tones as he did in last year's well received kidnapping drama. And, adapted from the late Nobel Prize-winning author José Saramago's 2004 novel The Double, the film offers up more than just a meaty pair of roles for Gyllenhaal. A woozy, mesmeric, danger-infused rumination on identity that triggers tripwires of personal panic and awakened sexual compulsion, Enemy is like a cold glass of water to the face of cinematic formalism. For the full, original review, from Paste, click here(A24 Films, R, 90 minutes)


Divergent, the latest big screen stab at adapted young adult franchise lucre, is about a 16-year-old girl who doesn't fit into one group, who is several different things at the same time, and at odds with herself. It's somewhat ironic, then, that the film, based on the first in a series of novels by Veronica Roth, is itself two things, and with much friction between them — attractively mounted and boasting some nice performances, but also peddling a thunderously stupid conceit whose dodgy details ask viewers to ignore what they know of basic human psychology. More after the jump...<< MORE >>

Jodorowsky's Dune Redux

Frank Pavich's engaging documentary Jodorowsky's Dune, about French-Chilean filmmaker Alejandro Jodorowsky's mid-1970s attempts to adapt Frank Herbert's sprawling science-fiction novel to the screen with the participation of folks like Salvador Dali, Orson Welles, David Carradine and Mick Jagger, opens this week in New York City and Los Angeles, and in doing so reaffirms that we can be celebrated for the manner in which we conduct ourselves in defeat. In Los Angeles, look for it at the Landmark Theatre. For my earlier review, click here.

Restroom Argument Over 300: Rise of an Empire Turns Deadly

It's hard to fathom how anyone could really muster the energy to have a sincere and protracted argument about the ending of 300: Rise of an Empire, and harder still to wrap one's head around any disagreement on that subject resulting in running someone over with a truck in a movie theater parking lot, but that has happened in Houston, Texas. Just stupid, senseless, and further proof that little good can come of talking to strangers in a men's restroom.

Muppets Most Wanted

A harmless if largely uninspired musical comedy offering that casts Jim Henson's puppet creations on a globe-trotting adventure, Muppets Most Wanted shrugs, sings, wings and winks its way through a caper narrative, figuring or hoping that simply consistently acknowledging its shambolic narrative will somehow translate as wit. A lesser effort than its predecessor in every way, this cheerful confection will largely appease younger viewers but leave older audiences unstirred. For the full, original review, from Screen Daily, click here(Disney, PG, 108 minutes)

The Art of the Steal

The Art of the Steal boasts one of those interchangeable and instantly forgettable titles, though in its mind it's a clever double entendre, since writer-director Jonathan Sobol's con movie centers around the theft of paintings, sculpture and a Gutenberg-printed fifth holy gospel. See... art!<< MORE >>

Legit: The Complete First Season

Given the critical and commercial success of Louie, from Louis C.K., it made sense for FX President John Landgraf to look to other comedians to try to replicate the highly personal, low-cost template, allowing experienced stand-ups a high degree of creative control in exchange for short-run commitments. Of course, with It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia to even Wilfred, FX has also had a history of some success of its own with shows built around unpleasant and/or arguably sociopathic protagonists. And at that intersection we arrive at Legit, starring Australian-born Jim Jefferies. More after the jump...<< MORE >>

Sienna Miller Set to Join American Sniper?

Per the Wrap, Sienna Miller is in talks to join Clint Eastwood's American Sniper, opposite Bradley Cooper, who is slated to star as the title character — a Navy SEAL who has the most confirmed kills in U.S. military history. Shooting is set to commence next month.