At one point during Machine Gun Preacher, Sam Childers shows pictures of mutilated, orphaned children in Africa to a banker friend he’s hitting up for a loan. The banker responds that he knows what is going on over there and does not need to see the pictures.
I have long thought that the music was the best part of 1984’s Footloose. Who can forget Kenny Loggins’ toe-tapping, finger-snapping title-track hit song and Deniece Williams’ boogie-worthy Let’s Hear It for the Boy?
Going into Real Steel, I expected a movie that 8-to-12-year-old boys would love; everyone else — not so much. Director Shawn Levy’s prior credits (including Night at the Museum and Pink Panther) involved some level of cheesiness, so I expected more of the same.
Autumn is upon us.
I Don’t Know How She Does It often feels more like an extended Sex and the City episode than a movie.
Contagion is a scary movie.
I’ve always wondered if utopia really exits. Well, apparently it’s the place where boring golf movies are made.
When I saw the previews for Our Idiot Brother, I immediately wondered if Paul Rudd was envious that his co-star Steve Carell got to be the “schumck” in Dinner for Schmucks while Rudd played it straight. I guess Rudd got the opportunity he was waiting for as Ned in Our Idiot Brother.
In this week's At the Movies, reviewer Senitra Horbrook examines the popular film about race relations in the South during the 1960s.
The summer superhero flood of movies continues with the release of yet another Avengers-prequel, Captain America: The First Avenger.