The unfortunately titled “Zipper” is the kind of tawdry sex drama you’d watch late at night on cable and hate yourself for in the morning. Patrick Wilson leads a strong cast as a political star on the rise whose obsession with high-priced escorts threatens to ruin his career ambitions. Sound familiar? My RogerEbert.com review.
The tricky combination of sweet, slacker romance and slick, super-violent action flick proves especially jarring in “American Ultra.” Blending such disparate genres requires a more deft touch than the one that’s on display here. My RogerEbert.com review.
Harper and Allie are terrible people: selfish, clueless Brooklyn 20somethings who are so inept, they can’t go for an afternoon bike ride to the beach without turning it into a debacle. But by the end of this vicious indie comedy, you’ll surprisingly find yourself caring about whether they make it to their destination — and what happens if they get there. My RogerEbert.com review.
The premise may sound like something you’d see on the Lifetime channel: An inner-city high school teacher finds out she’s pregnant at the same time as her star student. But director and co-writer Kris Swanberg’s execution is warm, funny and understated. And the two lead actresses — Cobie Smulders and Gail Bean — are great together. My RogerEbert.com review.
“Trainwreck” is anything but. It’s a great showcase for Amy Schumer’s distinctive and biting comic voice, but it’s also an opportunity for her to explore unexpected dramatic range. And it’s the first Judd Apatow movie that’s ever made my cry. My RogerEbert.com review.
Arnold Schwarzenegger returns to the role that made him a superstar over 30 years ago in this fifth installment in the “Terminator” franchise. It’s amusing at first, but “Terminator Genisys” turns unfortunately jokey and self-referential, to the point that it borders on parody. Ah-nuld finally has become McBain. My two-star RogerEbert.com review.
“The Little Death,” an Australian sex comedy that takes its title from the French idiom for orgasm, bops around between various couples exploring their fetishes and fantasies. There are a few laughs but a lot more jarring tonal shifts, as well as an unpleasant streak of sexual assault. My RogerEbert.com review.
You may think you know the strange directions in which this deliciously uncomfortable comedy is headed — and then it takes a detour or adds a twist or doesn’t go there at all. Not naming any names, but I can imagine having a version of this kind of night with some L.A. parents I know. Please enjoy my RogerEbert.com review of “The Overnight.”
The Madame Bovary of this “Madame Bovary” could be Betty Draper. She could be a reality-show housewife or the mom waiting in front of you in an SUV in the pickup line at school. My mixed review of this beautiful but emotionally detached take on Gustave Flaubert’s great novel, at RogerEbert.com.