In Review: 'House of Gucci,' 'King Richard'
Houses Gucci and Williams get the Hollywood biopic treatment, which means authenticity is as rarefied as a tennis Grand Slam.
Houses Gucci and Williams get the Hollywood biopic treatment, which means authenticity is as rarefied as a tennis Grand Slam.
In this week's reviews, Jane Campion evokes the tortured masculinity of 'The Piano,' Mike Mills hits the road, and Jason Reitman returns to his father's wheezing franchise.
After an eight-year absence, the series returns with a Cormac McCarthy-scripted crime thriller that philosophizes endlessly (and beautifully).
Scary? Sort of. Funny? Very. Awesome? 100%. It's time to celebrate the undead that hopped their way through the movies of 1980s Hong Kong
Netflix giveth and taketh away this week with Rebecca Hall's subtle B&W racial drama and a $200 million waste of time. And Kenneth Branagh would like his Oscar, please.
Amidst bad press and unforced errors Danish director Lars von Trier released a shockingly heartfelt end-of-the-world story