Nobody’s Fool features a late-in-his-career Paul Newman at his best, and Bruce Willis when he still cared.
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Philip Seymour Hoffman plays the ultimate lackey in The Coen Brothers’ gleefully silly stoner comedy.
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.
Philip Seymour Hoffman’s riotous Sandy Lyle elevates the schlocky aughts rom-com to a deeply silly delight.
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.
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.
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.
Philip Seymour Hoffman does his level best to elevate Anthony Minghella’s Oscar-friendly Miramax Western, but even he can’t save it.
Philp Seymour Hoffman takes a rote villain role and goes toe-to-toe with megastar Tom Cruise in J.J. Abrams’ Mission: Impossible III.
Cameron Crowe’s rock and roll dramedy may not be the most realistic tale, but it’s a keen mix of chaotic and crowd-pleasing.
Philip Seymour Hoffman lends remarkable texture to Spike Lee’s 25th Hour, a film in mourning over New York and the fleeting nature of being.
Charlie Kaufman’s minimalist meditation on mortality is as hard to get through as it is oddly rewarding.