Joe Carnahan breathes new life into the time-loop sub-genre and finally gives Frank Grillo a lead part worthy of his talents.
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Joe Carnahan breathes new life into the time-loop sub-genre and finally gives Frank Grillo a lead part worthy of his talents.
Eddie Murphy and Arsenio Hall rekindle the magic of their 1988 comedy classic in this rare sequel that’s nearly as funny as the original.
With major assists from Margaret Qualley and Sigourney Weaver, Philippe Falardeau ends the cold streak of Salinger-centric films.
Tom Holland and Daisy Ridley struggle under Doug Liman’s direction in this sci-fi dud.
The documentary on the Grammy-winning artist provides an in-depth look at a budding musical talent.
Noel Coward’s comedic play receives a suspect new film adaptation.
This visually creative doc introduces the philosophers and pick-up artists who work behind counters at a Brazilian supermarket.
The iconic cat and mouse’s violent schtick quickly grows tiresome in this horrible animation/live-action hybrid.
Rosamund Pike gives off major Amy Dunne vibes in this darkly delicious thriller.
Simon Bird’s terrific graphic novel adaptation feels like a British translation of a Daniel Clowes comic.
The film is based on a terrific Rolling Stone article. Seek out that story, but skip the clumsily fictionalized movie.
Davy Rothbart’s innovative, heartbreaking documentary chronicles 20 years in the life of a Washington, D.C. family.
Garin Hovannisian’s lean documentary smartly chronicles System of a Down’s musical history and ongoing political legacy.
Two men of retirement age start a covert affair in modern Hong Kong in this remarkable glimpse into closeted lives in the cosmopolitan city.
The imagination and craftsmanship of Sia’s controversial musical nearly compensate for its cliché characters and screenplay.
The Asheville Movie Guys discuss Chloé Zhao’s critical and awards season darling.
Daniel Kaluuya, LaKeith Stanfield, and Dominique Fishback are excellent in Shaka King’s Fred Hampton biopic.
Besides a few arresting images, Rose Glass’ plodding attempt at horror via religious zealotry is a near pointless exercise.