Dwayne Johnson stars in San Andreas, a disaster movie that’s too competent to be schlock, too dumb to be interesting and too concerned with spectacle to be entertaining.
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Dwayne Johnson stars in San Andreas, a disaster movie that’s too competent to be schlock, too dumb to be interesting and too concerned with spectacle to be entertaining.
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From the beginning, Brad Peyton’s San Andreas is a compromised film. Many of the choices to force in exposition and emotional depth undermine the strengths of the disaster film.
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In My Skinny Sister (Swedish: Min lilla syster), Swedish pre-teen Stella (Rebecka Josephson) is having a hard enough time navigating the minefield that is adolescence without the passive torment doled out by her big sister, Katja (Amy Deasismont).
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Set Fire to the Stars stars Elijah Wood as real-life poet John Brinnin, who in 1950 arranged the first American reading tour for the Welsh literary legend, Dylan Thomas (Celyn Jones).
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George Clooney and Britt Robertson journey to Tomorrowland, an incredibly flawed and unexpected misstep from writer/director Brad Bird.
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Currently playing at this year’s Seattle International Film Festival, Breathe Umphefumlo is a witty, thoughtful, and enjoyable take on a classic opera standard.
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Currently playing at the Seattle International Film Festival, Cub follows a troop of Belgian boy scouts on an excursion into the French countryside for a multi-night camping trip.
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Currently playing at the Seattle International Film Festival, Personal Gold is a personal experience gilded in the minds of those who participated and filmed it. For anyone else watching, it’s an infomercial wrapped in a rote exercise in pedantic feel-good documentary filmmaking. This is like going to a baseball game that has a 20-minute time-share pitch before the first at-bat, and again between every half-inning.
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Currently playing at this year’s Seattle International Film Festival, fans of dark, twisted, mean-spirited Sci-Fi could do a hell of a lot worse than Circle.
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This cadre of crazies from Mad Max: Fury Road has a corollary to 70-year-old director George Miller: They are driven by a singular vision and purpose. Theirs is to find and kill the rogue warrior Imperator Furiosa (Charlize Theron) and bring back the harem she absconded with, and Miller’s is to present one nearly nonstop action scene with enough character and metaphorical connection to keep an audience engaged for two hours.
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After a humiliating performance at Lincoln Center, the Barden Bellas enter an international competition that no American group has ever won in order to regain their status and right to perform.
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It’s a shame that Van Damme isn’t a better actor, because his rugged, worn looks finally give him a unique dimension that he has always lacked as a performer. He, and perhaps, the film’s director, don’t seem smart enough to play off of his inelegant appearance.
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Kill Me Three Times can’t seem to make up its mind about what kind of movie it wants to be.
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The plot, if you can call it that, follows Reese Witherspoon’s Cooper, a by-the-book Texas cop who has to protect Sofía Vergara’s Riva, who’s loud and obnoxious.
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Usually when a cheap movie with a bankable cast goes largely unpromoted, it’s for a simple and obvious reason: It’s not any good.
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