Invite yourself to an American Reunion, come to the rescue of collegiate Damsels in Distress, track the elusive with The Hunter and make a deadly withdrawal at the ATM.
Seann William Scott delivers his most likable performance to date as a violence-prone hockey player in director Michael Dowse’s gloriously profane sports comedy.
This weekend: First they clashed, now feel the Wrath of the Titans, have a brawl and get pucky with Goon, take a stand with buzzy documentary Bully and keep the lights on with Intruders.
Like any other kind of artist, filmmakers often struggle to come to terms with just what in the hell it is they’re doing. A life of creating fantasies (and, some might argue, of telling lies) can be a strange and unsettling one that sometimes inspires a session of cinematic self-examination. Here are a few accounts of what happens when Hollywood gazes into its own abyss.
Every week, I scour Netflix for a movie rated at one star and put it in my queue, suffering through it for your entertainment so that you don’t have to. In the past, I’ve taken on anime cancer demons…