|'Eddie the Eagle': Doesn't Soar|
I didn't mind too terribly the obviousness and predictability of director Dexter Fletcher's "Eddie the Eagle," a biopic about the underdog (and lone) British ski jumper who charmed everyone at the 1988 Winter Olympics in Calgary.
Rather, I let its goodwill and well-meaning parable about determination in the face of
|'Race': Takes the Silver|
If only we were as proficient at correcting our social sins as we are at chronicling them. My case in point is director Stephen Hopkins' "Race," a dutiful but dramatically average telling of the heroic odyssey that made Jesse Owens a worldwide sports legend. We, in the more enlightened nooks and hollers, are properly abashed at
|'Goldberger in Oscarland': Digging Deep for the Winners|
I peered out my window. It was Oscar picking time. But no help seemed forthcoming. Over the years I've depended on the kindness of strangers to help make my selections. Last year the politically innocent squirrels who call my backyard home (a fat bunch since named The Goldberger Squirrels) made the treacherous journey across an angrily
|'Hail, Caesar!': I Come to Criticize, and Praise a Little, Too|
While love has been a major theme of motion pictures since the medium's inception, Hollywood hath no greater love than that of itself. Thus it was only a matter of time before the filmmakers Coen, les frères Ethan and Joel, would sing a paean to the industry where they've so consummately plied their artistry. Set in the 1950s,
|'Jane Got a Gun': Misfires|
A few decades ago, before the revisionist Western (i.e. Robert Altman's "McCabe and Mrs. Miller," 1971) moseyed into our movie palaces, director Gavin O'Connor's ultrarealistic "Jane Got a Gun" might have fascinated us and even won a few awards.
But I tell you pardner, by this juncture I've just about
|'The Boy': Best Seen by Mistake|
There is only one reason or excuse to see director William Brent Bell's mediocre horror film, "The Boy." Luckily, such circumstances and the manner in which your humble auditor viewed the movie in question serendipitously ameliorated what would have otherwise proved a night at the Bijou, ruined. To follow my prescription, first
|'Carol': Sings a Sad Song|
It often takes a long time, sometimes forever and then perhaps never, for someone to become tolerant of something that he or she doesn't understand. More often than not, it's because they feel threatened by it.
Director Todd Haynes, who with "Carol" champions for lesbians what his "Far From Heaven" (2002)
|'The Revenant': Will Haunt You|
Director Alejandro González Inarritu's "The Revenant," starring Leonardo DiCaprio in the ultimate survival tale, is the adult equivalent of those scary films when you were little that gave you nightmares for a week, causing Mom to decree, "That's it, no more watching those movies."
Chronicling the mostly
|'The Hateful Eight': Guiltily Affable|
You laugh in conflicted appreciation of Quentin Tarantino's "The Hateful Eight," a throwback Western contemporized with the director's signature nihilism. Yep, it's plenty violent, pardner ... permeated with it, you might even say. You can't watch this latest example of the filmmaker's brutality beyond the pale
|'The Big Short': Hifalutin' Finance|
Watching director Adam McKay's "The Big Short," you don't know whether to laugh or cry over the bald-faced bamboozlement perpetrated by the banks, Wall Street and other moneyed interests not quite so easy to identify.
"How could it go on and on?" you ask, and then, in a sober reflection, remind yourself that
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