Author Archives: Roger Moore

Deborah Haywood’s “Pin Cushion” is an easy film to laud, a hard one to warm up to. It’s about the psychic toll of bullying, as both a fresh experience, new to the young, and what a lifetime of it can … Continue reading →

There are no reviews of either of these films on Metacritic or Rotten Tomatoes or MRQE.com. Which suggests to me that they’re getting “premieres” Tuesday night in wherever, and the mass press showings for both are Wed. Don’t hole me … Continue reading →

Robert Redford’s a legendary AARP-qualified robber of banks, Sissy Spacek the lady of an appropriate age he takes a shine to and Casey Affleck the lawman chasing him in this wistful, whimsical tale of Forrest Tucker — not the Western … Continue reading →

This trailer to the Alex Lawther Brit comedy “Old Boys” had me at, “SMILE, Amberson. These are the best days of your life!” The hazing, the military training, the period (Cassette tapes, the ’80s?), the hapless/awkward way he carries himself, … Continue reading →

Andy wakes up in his basement, washes his face and when his little girl Sally sees him, enlists her in his conspiracy of silence. Because Uncle Zeke is in the house, with Andy’s wife (Angela Vint). Andy’s “missing.” Uncle Zeke … Continue reading →

Oscar Isaac, Melanie Laurent, Peter Straus, Lior Raz, Greta Scacchi and Nick Kroll — Wait, NICK KROLL? — are involved in the hunt or the hiding of infamous Nazi war criminal Adolph Eichmann. We know how it turned out, we’ve … Continue reading →

Kind of over the whole “Lego Movie” thing after the last couple. But Elizabeth Banks reciting “A lifetime has passed since the horrific events of ‘Taco Tuesday’” got a giggle out of me. Chris Pratt, Alison Brie, Will Arnett (of … Continue reading →

“What Happened to Monday” is yet another dystopian spin on a future we are hellbent on refusing to avoid — overpopulated, polluted, climate-changed. The formidable Noomi Rapace lends urgency, empathy and physical presence to what devolves from a smart, cerebral premise … Continue reading →

Richie Merritt might be the star, but Matthew M. is the patriarch, Bruce Dern and Piper Laurie raised him — not well, apparently — in this tail-end of disco tale of hustling your way to the top of the Drug … Continue reading →

  The tale reads like some far-fetched concoction of Hollywood’s Golden Age, based on a potboiler by W. Somerset Maugham. A couple of misanthropic Germans abandon their marriages and flee to a desert isle for lives of “quiet contemplation.” But … Continue reading →