Filmmaker Robin Campilio's disturbing new thriller sharply contrasts two different sides of society in contemporary France with a very chilling effect.
They show us 20 school Deans saying they're very concerned about sex abuse -- and then they show 20 young women, all abused, who were blown off by those Deans.
The tritest of all exercises in voyeuristic celebrity worship, that flimsy fold-up guide to the homes of actors and actresses, represents the ultimate divide between the "haves" and "have-nots." But David Cronenberg's film is not really about outsiders.
This movie is the science fiction-light, romance-heavy recent release from Joss Whedon and Brin Hill.
Mads Mikkelson is no Clint Eastwood, but he and Eva Greene burn through this flimsy movie like lasers, while Jeffrey Dean Morgan plays his bad guy for all the black-hearted fun the role can offer up.
Genuflect upon the greatness that is Bill Murray as "St. Vincent," now out on Blu-ray and DVD.
These men tell funny jokes, but they haven't figured out how to get them on camera yet.
Another masterfully composed effort by the domestic poet, Yasujiro Ozu.
Even though it's two months shy of a more appropriate year-end release, the 1980 slasher should be celebrated any time of the year.
The true beauty of Godard isn't something intellectual, though, but rather the one thing that has remained throughout every stage of his work: His rascally, anti-authoritarian vigor.