Daniele Vicari’s Diaz - Don’t Clean Up This Blood is a chilling, effective, and unpredictable reminder of the shameful events surrounding the 2001 G8 Summit in Genoa, Italy.
Likeable and unforced, No Heart Feelings is a Canadian mumblecore effort that provides rich characters and uniquely identifiable situations.
This week, The Bloor Hot Docs Cinema brings you a decent, but heavily anecdotal documentary about backup singers in Twenty Feet From Stardom and a look at the life and influences of magician and actor Ricky Jay.
The WWII survivalist drama Into the Wild doesn't bring much of anything new to the table, but tight pacing and great performances make it worth the time of genre fans.
While it starts off as a standard rock documentary, Big Star: Nothing Can Hurt Me gives way to a more intimate and fascinating look at the personalities that shaped one of the most under-appreciated rock acts of all time.
Deeply funny and as uncomfortable as a forced vacation with the worst members of your family, The Way, Way Back is a summertime classic in the waiting.
For those willing to immerse themselves within the world director Jem Cohen meticulously crafts before the viewer’s very eyes, there will be no greater joy in going to the movies this year than Museum Hours.
Those expecting a campy trip in I'm So Excited will be disappointed to learn that they signed up for a didactic lecture from a vastly more cynical than usual Pedro Almodovar.
Aside from some really great stuntwork in a pair of showstopping (if incredibly similar) action set pieces, an interesting take on the film’s titular cowboy, and a good look overall, The Lone Ranger gets bogged down thanks to a useless 149 minute running time and a cavalier, ironic, and wholly unwelcome revisionist history that thinks it’s progressive but is dumb as desert dirt.
Although a bit heavier on set pieces and wacky minion hijinks and lighter on the familial drama and heart, Despicable Me 2 is a fleet and funny follow up to the animated smash hit.