Director Florent-Emilio Sari definitely has a knack for playing the audience. He makes the most of his Moroccan locations, finding an eerie beauty in the barren landscape.

I've got nothing against sports films that exult in good sportsmanship and the triumph of the underdog. But I'm more inclined towards films like The Damned United that scrape past the noble veneer of sports.

You wanna talk extreme? Charles Bronson, ne Michael Peterson, has spent thirty-four of his fifty-six years of life in incarceration of one form or ano...

New York Magazine's David Edelstein pretty much called it: About midway through, you could be forgiven for worrying if The Maid was teetering on the p...

So I figured, while I'm in London interviewing some of the people involved with Pirate Radio -- Richard Curtis' film about those intrepid souls who i...

You're going to have to trust me on this one: I am a romantic. Once is one of my favorite films; I teared up at both Up and Mary and Max (animated cha...

"Lars von Trier isn't going to talk to a lot of press." Yeah, yeah; yadda-yadda. But just because he isn't talking to us doesn't mean we can't talk about him, particularly about his childhood.

Set in South Africa, in the throes of apartheid, the absurdist story told in Anthony Fabian's debut feature, Skin, turns out to have been all too real.

The Saw franchise may be more efficient in logging a body count, but The House of the Devil is the kind of film that reminds you how cool it is to settle back and just let the dread soak in.