Want a special advance screening of the latest from director Clint Eastwood? Jersey Boys (adapted from the hit Broadway musical) is showing at the Showplace ICON this Tuesday on the eve of it’s Friday opening, and WCCO Radio has tickets to give away.
Brooding, tense, and disturbingly quiet: “Night Moves” feels strangely like a thriller despite its slow, steady burn. It’s like watching the last embers in a fire pit. The flames are low, yet there’s a strange power in the wood’s hypnotic, pulsing glow.
If you are one of the two or three teen girls who did not catch “The Fault of Our Stars” on opening night, all reports from the box office suggest you probably need to redress that situation as soon as you can. And bring plenty of tissue.
For movie fans, there are two distinct seasons: awards season and summer. Some people consider them the respective high and low points of the year. These people are killjoys.
It’s been 23 years since Alejandro Jodorowsky, the filmmaker whose El Topo sparked the midnight movie craze in the early ’70s, made a film. And although the playwright, actor, author, musician, and spiritual guru is 85, his latest, The Dance of Reality, is just as dazzling and unforgettable as the titles that earned him his wings as the patron saint of cult cinema.
Yes, we’re now in June, the primetime for summer offerings. Every weekend brings at least one hopeful blockbuster, if not a few. This weekend was all about Maleficent, but the rest of the month more or less belongs to the men. Or does it?
Why the hell is she doing this? — That’s the question you’ll likely be asking yourself throughout Young and Beautiful, a film focused on the sexual adventures of a devastatingly beautiful girl.
I’m not exactly surprised to see the box office receipts for this holiday weekend. Specifically, I’m not surprised to see that Godzilla is off by 77 percent of its opening weekend totals.
“The German Doctor”, a film by Argentinian filmmaker Lucía Puenzo, is a psychologically challenging drama in which a heinous Nazi war criminal hiding in South America attaches himself to a family and spin them into his web of cold, calculated misery.
Too often I tie your decision on whether or not you should catch a limited-release or repertory screening in the Twin Cities based solely on the weather. For much of the last year or two, that’s been a winning bet on my part, with two endless winters and stifling summers.
Blue Ruin is a great American revenge movie, because it doesn’t play out like most great revenge movies. In it, the target — the villain who must die, the object of the hero’s obsession — is confronted and dealt with before we even have a good grasp on who the hero is, or what’s going on. As such, the focus is on the aftermath: the consequences of killing, of eye-for-an-eye justice. And amid all the bloodshed and dark humor is a message about violence in America, I’m just not sure what it is yet.
“Because the movie’s called Godzilla!” That’s what I’ve heard a number of times already from some audience members and critics who felt shortchanged by the amount of screen time given to the indomitable Gojira.
I’ll give you five good reasons to check out a movie this week. I’m not talking about the titles I mention below. I’m talking about the cold and/or cloudy weather predicted for Monday through Friday this week.
I couldn’t help but wonder what the outcome of their conflict would have been had they put their violence urges on ice and instead submitted themselves into an epic series of fraternity Olympics.
As much as I loved counting down the top movie mothers of all time … counting down the 10 worst is just more fun. I have no idea what that means in the long run, but in any case, here is a poison pen letter to cinema’s mothers we all love to hate.