Maybe it’s because the long lead-up to their forthcoming album has clouded my thoughts, but I kept hearing Daft Punk’s “Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger” as the bodies were being torn apart in the new remake of Sam Raimi’s debut feature “Evil Dead.”
If games can be considered toys, then the Machiavellian machinations at the heart of the new political thriller The Ides of March are like holding a primary election at Children’s Palace. And the results are not particularly less juvenile than the father-son quality time at the heart of the mostly moronic Real Steel.
Let’s put to bed the concept of “style over substance.” In the case of movies like Drive, style is the substance.
Critics don’t usually use “formulaic” as a descriptor. More often, it’s intended as a buzzword meant to signify … well, “bad.” But there are times with formula makes for a satisfying, smooth night at the […]