David Cronenberg loses himself in the florid soliloquies of Don DeLillo in “Cosmopolis,” the filmmaker's creepy, cryptic and ever-so-chatty take on DeLillo's novel of the Wall Street “1 percent.”
Here's how surprisingly effective “Hope Spring” is: It will make you want to go home and have sex with your spouse afterward. Or at least share a longer hug or a more passionate kiss.
Zany, rambunctious and visually stunning, “Wreck-It Ralph” plunders the world of arcade video games to create a fantasy / comedy where onscreen avatars party like merry hell after the playland closes. Think “Tron” with belly laughs. Or “Night at the Museum” with any laughs.
“Everything has its season, everything has its time,” goes a famous song from the musical “Pippin.” Well, maybe, but for the many fans of that '70s Stephen Schwartz hit, a return to Broadway has been overdue for years.
Jack Kerouac's stream of consciousness novel “On the Road” comes to the screen more or less intact as a not-altogethersatisfying road trip into the Beat Era. The “Motorcycle Diaries” team of director Walter Salles and screenwriter Jose Rivera have made an “unfilmable book” cinematically coherent, capturing the geographical possibilities, the feel and flavor of this blend of biography and Beatnik history.
Movies often tend to fulfill the destiny of their main characters. Some are made to be loved, others are made to be cursed. With a title that evokes imagery of some rapper's rise to fame rather than a foolish comedy about a cursed dog, director Lee Tian-jue (李天爵) really endeavors to disappoint.