House of Cards’s fourth season may be as binge-watchable as ever, but missed opportunities and oddly toothless plot developments make it also the most disappointing. [Spoilers ahoy!]
2015 proved to be an interesting year for film. A lot of prestige projects by renowned directors disappointed, or came in under expectations making them much easier to admire for their ambitions if not their execution.
Director Justin Kurzel’s new take on Shakespeare’s infamous “Scottish Play”, as it is referred to by those with a more superstitious mindset, is a deeply cinematic piece of work.
The great director is at the top of his craft with this patient and stirring Cold War drama.
Denis Villeneuve has quickly established himself as one of the première directors of thrillers.
With Jurassic World stomping through theaters at a record-setting pace, Sean Knight looks back at the film that started it all.
George Miller brings us roaring back to the desert, utterly embarrassing every other action movie in recent memory.
Russell Crowe’s directorial debut, The Water Diviner, is a decidedly old-fashioned affair.
House of Cards is dangerously close to being good TV. (Warning: if you haven’t finished your binge-watch by now, full spoilers ahead.)
Director Mathew Vaughn delivers a gloriously silly and old-school approach to spy filmmaking, while updating the action and violence to modern tastes.