The title of Michael Haneke’s "Amour" is a challenge: not ironic, not celebratory, and yet somehow not complicated either.
It must be the last act of superhero revisionism: abolishing the word “super”.
It’s a fascinating, flawed and vivid piece of work, in some ways a coda or companion piece to "The Tree of Life".
Pedro Almodóvar’s new film is a cheeky comedy about stressy homosexuals in an aeroplane going round and round in the sky without getting anywhere.
JJ Abrams’ new Star Trek installment is as glitzy as his first, but it’s Benedict Cumberbatch as a mysterious new foe that fuels this outing.
James Marsh’s movie is calm, level, downbeat. The tension is subtle — perhaps subtler than it really should be.
The ingredients are in place for a very enjoyable, smart, fluent comedy with wittily managed moments of sadness and bittersweet regret.
Danny Boyle’s ‘Trance’ is frankly a disappointment: a strident, chaotic, frantically overcooked film.
This is an effective thriller, uninterested in anyone other than the home team.
Abraham Lincoln’s second term has been brought to the screen by Steven Spielberg as a fascinatingly theatrical contest of rhetoric and strategy.