A face of evil that only a mother could love.
Lynne Ramsay’s We Need To Talk About Kevin might just be the scariest film about parenting yet made. The domestic horror film uses graceful metaphor to chilling effect in this series of accumulated reflections from a woman struck numb by the rea...
Tale of two oddballs falls strangely flat.
What is Kevin Kline’s signature role? The hilariously dense Otto in A Fish Called Wanda? The everyman rendered Presidential in Dave? The Ice Storm’s despairing patriarch? The answer is that there’s no answer: Kline has been so gifted in now...
One of the sideshow freaks in Paul Weitz’s adaptation of the teen-gothic novels gets by with no innards; his upper body wobbles on an exposed spine. It is an affliction he exploits for profit, as do all of the mutants in the 'Cirque du Freak’....
Funny but lightweight political comedy lacks real edge.
It’s been said before, and here, I’ll say it again: Sacha Baron Cohen is a Teflon movie star/artist. Or to put it another way, there’s little his critics – at least in the mainstream media – can say that is bound to stick. His whole comic schtik...
Polanski's play adaptation uses words as weapons.
In the first scene of Roman Polanski’s acerbic black comedy, based on Yasmina Reza’s Broadway hit God of Carnage, there’s a long wide deep shot of a small group of kids mucking about in Brooklyn Bridge Park. They’re rugged up for the cold weather...