David Prior’s overlong occult horror is stylish but suffers from sluggish pacing and a lackluster hero.
Author: Jonah Koslofsky
Philip Seymour Hoffman stepped behind the camera one time for this thin adaptation of the Robert Glaudini play.
Philip Seymour Hoffman is a breath of fresh air in David Mamet’s limp showbiz dramedy.
Steve McQueen’s incredible anthology closes with a deeply sympathetic probe of the racial deficits of the British school system.
Philip Seymour Hoffman’s riotous Sandy Lyle elevates the schlocky aughts rom-com to a deeply silly delight.
Steve McQueen’s anthology about Black life in London has its low point in a truncated biopic about the acclaimed British author.
Co-written by Al Franken, this romantic drama pits Meg Ryan and Andy García against alcoholism—and a bad script.
John Patrick Shanley’s Catholic Church-set drama is mildly effective and well-acted but too tidy for its subject matter.
Paul Bettany is fantastic in the title role, and about the only thing worth watching in Amazon’s interminable family drama.
Jennifer Leitzes’ only feature is an uneven genre piece with a good few moments, some thanks in part to Philip Seymour Hoffman.
Adam Elliot’s claymation offering was Philip Seymour Hoffman’s only animated film, but it’s as thorough as his other efforts.
The sequel to 1992’s The Last Party sees Philip Seymour Hoffman reflects the polarized politics of 2020 through the 2000 race.
Remy Weekes’ haunting debut elegantly balances bone-chilling atmosphere with more socially relevant scares.
Philip Seymour Hoffman gives us one of his most achingly heartfelt performances opposite Laura Linney in Tamara Jenkins’ family drama.
Try as he might, Philip Seymour Hoffman can’t lend enough sleaze to Brett Ratner’s Hannibal Lecter sequel to make it feel less like a bland retread.
This spooky season, we glance back at one of two horror movies Philip Seymour Hoffman did.
Yulene Olaizola presents a nightmarish thriller based on Central American folklore, but its opaqueness makes it hard to truly grasp.
Philip Seymour Hoffman does his level best to elevate Anthony Minghella’s Oscar-friendly Miramax Western, but even he can’t save it.