Boy meets girl. Boy knocks up girl. Boy sells baby. Unbelievably, mom is upset.
Ambitious video game adaptation which stubbornly embraces gore and resists narrative coherence.
Tightly-wound suspense yarn which delivers nothing more or less than you’d expect.
Depressingly scattershot parody barely held together by its own scatology.
Gretchen Mol shines in Mary Harron’s startlingly inert biopic of the much-loved 50s pin-up queen.
Director Paul McGuigan’s stylish gangster trifle ends up being too much fiction and not enough pulp.
Spike Lee takes us along with him into mainstream filmmaking and we survive.
Denzel Washington injects a bit of energy into Spike Lee’s decidedly arthritic joint – a sadly by-the-numbers bank robbery caper.
Bob Hoskins is a force of nature in director John Mackenzie’s twisty British gangster film.
Overgrown middle-aged son won’t move out of his parent’s house. I wish the whole bunch of them would move to another planet.
