The ragamuffin Guardians saddle up for another easy-rock-scored galaxy-saving adventure whose heavier emotional content enhances, instead of distracts from, what a blast they and the audience are having.
In Bruno Dumont’s pummeling, surrealist slapstick film, a dizzily campy Juliette Binoche leads a daffy bourgeois clan vacationing in a coastal village plagued by disappearances who resolutely refuse to take the hint.
A prickly pocket dissertation on urbanism centered on the titanic fight for New York waged by agitating writer Jane Jacobs and authoritarian city planner Robert Moses.
Although a little too muted for its own good at times, James Gray’s tale of real-life explorer Percy Fawcett’s quests to find the ruins of an ancient civilization in the Amazon is ravishingly beautiful adventure cinema at its finest.
An American sniper stranded in a mine-filled desert must fight the elements, terrorists, wild animals, his inner demons and loads of symbolism in this low-wattage mess.
A wary Kristen Stewart sidewinds through Olivier Assayas’ fascinating oddity about a haunted young woman trying to connect with the spirit of her dead twin brother.
Directed with tongue halfway in cheek, this busy, booming, snarky reshuffling of Kong-flick tropes throws 'Apocalypse Now' visuals, a conspiratorial backstory and self-aware gags into the mix but can’t quite generate characters worth rooting for.
