Stephen Kijak's documentary duly captures the many pyrotechnical, elaborately groomed moods of the Japanese metal band's "Visual Rock," but this glossy history feels like another highly packaged stab…
Liz Garbus is a highly accomplished documentarian whose intelligence can be felt shaping this sleek package throughout, yet it nonetheless feels like something of a vanity project, with Cooper firmly…
Not unlike "The Hateful Eight," "Outlaws & Angels" is a Grand Guignol nod to spaghetti Westerns that soon abandons the great outdoors for one equally-bloody interior location.
This watchable but middling feature tackles a worthy, relatable subject without quite figuring out what to say about it.
While Hyland shows a promising directorial facility, this flimsy indie bro-com is likely to prove more successful as a calling card than as a commercial entity.
As the subject was an insider to his era's Manhattan art scenes, docu boasts plentiful footage of late and still-living luminaries from William Burroughs to Madonna.
This seriocomic journey is colored by grace notes of direction and performance, but it's also rather undercooked in the script department.
Clea DuVall's debut feature as writer-director is an ensemble piece that breaks no new ground in themes or execution, but is pleasingly accomplished on all levels.
A quartet of Brahmin nerds on a Bangalore U. quiz team on an alcohol-soaked mid-1980s mission to lose their collective virginity.
This energetic exercise in forced badassery is too silly and self-conscious to feel genuinely edgy, despite all blood spilt and familiar taboos violated.
An alarming cautionary tale about how easy it is in the Internet age to ruin people's lives while hiding behind a cloak of anonymity.