Audiences may be shocked–hopefully in a good way–by the thoughtful, meticulous drama that hides in plain sight.

At a sprawling, ballsy 170 minutes of runtime, this electric booglaloo alternates between being funny, fascinating, and flat-out draining.

I can’t claim to know exactly what Lust is trying to say, but I do know it’s deadly serious about it.

Shoplifters shows us a patchwork of people, stitched together by the pangs of desperation and loneliness.  

These 106 minutes move slower than the time I had a tooth crowned and they didn’t give me enough novocaine.

Holmes & Watson isn’t so much a movie as a monsoon of limp, slimy jokes…

Midway through Free Solo, rock climber Alex Honnold goes in for a brain scan.  Honnold is…

Late in RBG, we see a telling photograph of Ruth Bader Ginsburg and Sandra Day O’Connor,…

For the first time since high school, I’ve made an effort to see just about…

In Roma, Alfonso Cuarón’s camera often pans languidly across a scene, like a mind wandering into…