The Rum Diary (Robinson, 2011)
To say that Bruce Robinson’s The Rum Diary was an unfocused mess would be implying that it left me with some sort of feeling after leaving the theater.
Category: Disclosure
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Garbo: The Spy (Roch, 2009)
Garbo: The Spy is a sometimes surprising, sometimes amusing, always engaging documentary about a subject that most Americans paradoxically have heard lots but know relatively little about: espionage.
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The Thing ( van Heijningen, Jr., 2011)
I don't say that it was a poorly conceived or executed horror film. It certainly seemed competent and, for all I know, it may very well be more skillfully done than most horror films. I just mean that I found it more disgusting than scary.
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Courageous (Kendrick,2011)
I thought I was going to get away without having to write anything about Alex Kendrick's Courageous, a film which is admittedly hard for me to be fair to at least in part because I'm not really the intended audience.
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Real Steel (Levy, 2011)
Real Steel is a hard film to not like, so about half way through I stopped trying and just gave myself permission to enjoy it.
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50/50 (Levine, 2011)
Does it really fall on me to be the dissenting voice on this film? Grimace. I don't want to be. I want to respect it (in fact I do respect it) for its earnestness and good intentions. But...
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4th & Goal (Seavey, 2010)
One of the abiding mysteries of film criticism is why there are so few good football movies.
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Dear Uncle Adolf: The Germans and Their Fuhrer (Kloft, 2010)
One of the academically interesting consequences of the end of the cold war has been access to historical material that would not necessarily been available to Western historians while the Soviet Union was still in existence.
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Rise of the Planet of the Apes (Wyatt, 2011)
But rise they must, and rise they will, and when when the film remembers that fact (about twenty-five minutes from the end), Will Rodman (James Franco) does an abrupt 180 from gung-ho risk taker to cautionary Cassandra figure.
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Winnie the Pooh (Anderson and Hall, 2011)
There is a difference, I suppose, between feeling genuine delight at a film and simply being grateful the makers didn't mess it up.