Sam Raimi and Bruce Campbell reunite to give their classic horror film a campy sequel-reboot that arguably surpasses the original.
Joel Schumacher’s sleazy, sweaty neo-noir of porn and pain remains a bizarre artifact for the director’s filmography, and it hasn’t lost its bite.
Glib in concept and garish in emotions, Gus Van Sant’s quirk-fest is a testament to just how grating the Manic Pixie Dream Girl trope can be.
A look at death as the great equalizer, Gus Van Sant’s Kurt Cobain-inspired drama looks at the decay from man to myth—but never legend.
Jason (and the franchise) comes back from an ostensible conclusion to keep up the blood-splattering mayhem.
Spike Lee’s hamfisted misfire throws everything at the kitchen sink – income inequality, Watergate, lesbian stud service – and none of it sticks.
Stephen King and George Romero’s ode to creepy comic anthologies is a schlocky, joyous riot.