Ned Benson's view of a couple going through troubled times comes in three versions: Him, Her, and Them. I saw Them. Maybe Him and/or Her is/are better.
This biography of George Takei works, despite any real tension. It's a testimonial to the warmth of Mr. Takei and, surprisingly, that's enough.
Signe Baumane's semi-autobiographical, animated view of the depression that has plagued her female ancestors and herself, is surprisingly light because of its black humor.
Richard Linklater's "Boyhood" is drawing wows from critics for using the same actors over twelve years, but sometimes the film feels that long.
A schmaltzy movie about big decisions and love should be so much better than this, especially with the talent involved.
A culinary battle between a haughty French restaurant and an immigrant Indian family is pleasant, but not much else.
This breezy Marvel offering is just plain fun and it's got a surprising amount of heart.
In an otherwise standard-issue biopic, Chadwick Boseman is phenomenal as the mercurial, combustible Godfather of Soul, James Brown.
Scarlett Johansson stars in the titular role as the accidental recipient of a drug that progressively unlocks 100% of her brain capacity, with increasingly unexpected (and loony) results.
Buddy movie follows two gentlemen vacationing in Iceland. Very little else happens.