“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.
“Insidious: Chapter 3” is shockingly good — especially for the third movie in a horror franchise. Rather than repeating himself, writer, co-star and first-time director Leigh Whannell sets this one up as a prequel, and puts the exceedingly bad-ass Lin Shaye front and center. It’s got several serious jumps but also a significant emotional undercurrent. My RogerEbert.com review.
Cameron Crowe’s latest, “Aloha,” is so baffling that I’m not even going to bother trying to explain the plot to you here. But it definitely shows the signs of massive re-editing, and not in a good way. Maybe a great film is hidden in there somewhere. We’ll have to wait for the director’s cut to find out. ‘Til then, here’s my RogerEbert.com review.
I am not a romantic or traditional kinda gal, which you may have noticed if you’ve read me for a little while. But damned if Thomas Vinterberg’s take on on the classic novel “Far From the Madding Crowd” didn’t do it for me. It is just breathtakingly beautiful, and it features Carey Mulligan’s most mature and powerful performance yet as the independent Bathsheba Everdene. My RogerEbert.com review.
You know how sometimes you walk into a movie with low expectations and it turns out not to be so bad after all? “Paul Blart: Mall Cop 2” is actually, actively worse than you think it will be. Please enjoy my zero-star RogerEbert.com review.
Behold, the irresistible cuteness of the macaque monkeys frolicking about a Sri Lankan jungle in the latest Disneynature documentary. But beware: Some of the situations are clearly staged and manipulated. Your kids won’t mind, though. Mine didn’t. My RogerEbert.com review.
You don’t have to know a thing about fashion to appreciate the hard work and longtime devotion on display in this intimate documentary. Director Frederic Tcheng goes behind the scenes as the new creative director at Christian Dior, Raf Simons, puts together his first haute couture show — in just eight weeks. If you’re fascinated by process (as I am), this is the movie for you. My RogerEbert.com review.