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For decades, the movies have sold us a specific, shimmering dream of India. It is a place where a poor boy can escape the slums through the grace of a…

How many times can a man walk down the mean streets of Los Angeles, look at a badge, and realize it is covered in filth? We have been here before. We …

There is a certain kind of movie that arrives with the best intentions, laden with heavy themes and anchored by actors of genuine stature, only to rea…

Todd Phillips has made a career out of movies that seem to exist entirely within a haze of stale beer and bad decisions. Usually, I find his work to b…

There is a specific kind of dread that Denis Villeneuve understands better than almost any director working today. It is the feeling of being in a car…

There is a specific kind of frustration that comes from watching a "prestige" miniseries that has all the ingredients for a feast but serves you a luk…

There is a particular kind of exhaustion that comes from scrolling through the Netflix menu, a digital wasteland where the algorithm acts less like a …

There is a certain kind of person who believes that loyalty is a one-way street leading directly into a brick wall. We have all known someone like Wor…

There is a movie from 1997 called "The Game" in which Michael Douglas finds himself trapped in a labyrinthine conspiracy that may or may not be a very…

There is a specific brand of cinematic arrogance that assumes the audience has the memory of a goldfish and the patience of a saint. Now You See Me 2 …

There is a fundamental dishonesty at the heart of any movie about stage magicians. When we watch a magician live, we are amazed because we know the la…

There is a specific kind of American drama that seems designed to make us feel better about the past without ever demanding we look too closely at the…

I didn't rush to see The Dirt, frankly, the predigested sterility of modern streaming culture (where you're spoon-fed algorithmic playlists instead of…

There is a peculiar Hollywood tradition wherein a studio acquires the rights to a beloved series of novels, extracts the title, and promptly disposes …

There is a certain kind of Hollywood production that I have come to recognize with a sinking feeling in my stomach. It is the movie that was clearly m…

There is a specific kind of physical fatigue that sets in when you are watching a movie that stubbornly refuses to arrive at a point. I sat in the dar…

There have been Shakespearean films that shudder with grandiosity and historical dramas that lurch along in full feathered regalia, swaddled in the la…

It’s a particular brand of Hollywood chutzpah, isn’t it? To take the most overexposed superstar in music history, the endlessly dissected, caricatured…

If you want to know why war films are so often stuck in the mud, “Fury” is a pretty good place to start. David Ayer’s WWII tank slog is the kind of mo…

Let’s get this out of the way: “Roofman” is not the movie you think you’re getting. I walked in expecting a scruffy little caper about an escaped conv…