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Director Clint Eastwood conjures up some hellish gun battles and tense door-to-door incursions, but we know there are things unsaid for him and questionable hero Chris Kyle.
Land rights and family plots lie at the film’s core, and there may be more breaks into sudden feverish sex than doobies fired up. “Inherent Vice” isn’t everyone’s kinda trip, but it is righteous fun for those who enjoy the high.
Organizers of the Arlington International Film Festival have announced that the fifth annual event next October is moving to Kendall Square.
A biopic of an Olympian in a Japanese prison camp shows no feeling for real suffering, and Mark Wahlberg’s not up to the task in his flick, either.
Witherspoon bought the film rights to this memoir of loss and walking the Pacific Crest Trail, but Jean-Marc Vallée and Nick Hornby made sure it was more than a Hallmark weepy.
A bored, self-important billionaire becomes a patron of wrestling. But megalomania and buried homoerotic yearnings don’t make for a good team experience.
There’s no connection here to the Abe Lincoln of Daniel Day-Lewis or even Henry Fonda, just a cinematically accomplished but plotless poem.
The good news for our collective futures in the dust bowl to come is that farmer Matthew McConaughey is a former NASA pilot. But time is against him, and us.
The documentary chronicles the life and times of Paramahansa Yogananda, whose power swayed millions of Americans, the Beatles and Steve Jobs.
This olio of small-town melodrama, CSI shenanigans and otherworldly weirdness never finds even keel, maybe because Alexandre Aja doesn’t really do dark, sardonic comedy.