Godard said all you need for a movie is a girl and a gun, but did he ever really consider the cinematic possibilities of a sloth with a sword? The minds behind the horror-comedy Slotherhouse did, and we thank them for it.
As Golda Meir, Helen Mirren gives a showy but shallow impersonation, in a disappointing historical biopic more emotional than illuminating.
My choices for who will win, who should win, and who must not be allowed to win at the 96th Annual Academy Awards.
In which I look back on my preposterous (and predictably failed) attempt to write about every movie that opened this summer.
Denzel Washington eats, prays, loves, maims, mutilates, and murders in Anton Fuqua's The Equalizer 3 (2023), a dumb and dour action thriller that is both unpleasant to watch and bad for the world.
There's more beauty, sadness, humor, and wisdom in this year's Animated Shorts than I saw in most full-length features this year.
Deniz Gamze Erguven's debut feature Mustang is both a dark parable of patriarchy and a joyous celebration of feminine rebellion.
"Heroes wear costumes," we're told. But, in Jessica Jones, being a hero means something different.
Alejandro González Iñárritu leaves behind most of his narrative pretensions, and offers a purer form of beautiful misery porn.
This show about an angry loner may turn out, in the end, to be about the need for community.
Riding a populist wave of gleefully indulgent ugliness, Quentin Tarantino may be the Donald Trump of American film directors.
There are more good shows now than a beleaguered critic can possibly watch, but here are my 20 best TV experiences of 2015.
J.J. Abrams passes the torch to a new generation of heroes, and gives Star Wars fans what they desperately needed: a new hope.
In the third episode of Jessica Jones, everyone has his or her drug of choice.
The most unusual episode of Doctor Who ever is also Doctor Who in a nutshell.
On Jessica Jones, people are as fragile as glass, but what has been broken can be fixed.
In which we consider The Impossible Girl, and the frustrating impossibilities of being a girl in Moffat's Doctor Who.
Like its protagonist, Jessica Jones is beautiful, dark, powerful, and dealing with some complex emotions.
Mark Gatiss wrote a found-footage story, and what he found was the worst episode of Doctor Who yet.
The conclusion of Toby Whithouse's two-part story left this reviewer with a massive headache brought on by confusion and frustration.
Doctor Who goes back to basics with a classic "base-under-siege" story.
Another strong episode is nearly suffocated with clutter. Is Steven Moffat just too goddamned clever for his own good?
Panning for TV gold in the fetid riverbed of the new fall season, I check out Minority Report, Blindspot, The Muppets, Scream Queens, and Heroes Reborn.
Davros is back. The Daleks are back. The Master is back. Goddamned Doctor Who is back, and I couldn't be happier.
In a medium rampant with stories of horny teenage boys, Marielle Heller's exploration of young female sexuality—delivered without exploitation or admonishment—is something to celebrate.
The Unaffiliated Critic is back from vacation, with a few quick recommendations and some vague plans for the future…
With apologies for the reviews not written, The Unaffiliated Critic is taking a break to get hitched.
As the season ends with brutal examples of the Father's justice, we look to the Mother—and the mothers—to teach us all a kinder way.
We enter the Church of Hannibal Lecter: but are we praying to him, or for protection from him?
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