Author Archives: Roger Moore

“I’ll Show You Mine” is a rather tedious two-hander in which a non-fiction author interviews her once-famous model and ground-breaking “pansexual” nephew for her next book. As drinks are sipped and awkward truths are brought to light, we’re reminded of … Continue reading →

Were they a big deal? Drawing a blank on that era. June 30, a slow-rolling release over the sleepy prairie states and their cities.

There was never anything subtle about Luc Besson’s “Leon: The Professional,” titled “Leon” overseas but “The Professional” here, and retitled both as it arrived on video. A minimalist thriller with maximalist, pull out the stops exess, it’s an opera of … Continue reading →

There’s a properly extravagant and epic-length long-take showacase moment in the first act of “Extraction 2,” a 21 minutes/no edits first-person-shooter video game-style plunge through a prison break that takes the viewer and our hero Rake (Chris Hemsworth) from tunnels … Continue reading →

It’s not everything you could have hoped for, but for a fan, the final Indiana Jones movie tips the scale as “not bad, not bad at all.” A film with exhillerating action beats, well-cast villains, fan service in the form … Continue reading →

Oviedo, Florida can sample a different sort of Holocaust story in this fictional tale of a Jewish teen so deep into the smell of the greasepaint, the roar of the crowd and the promise of the limelight that she minimizes … Continue reading →

The exciting, clever bang-up finale to “Maggie Moore(s)” rather softens the disappointing blow that this off-key dark comedy’s first 90 minutes have delivered. I’m not saying that makes the film worth watching, but it makes this Jon Hamm and Tina … Continue reading →

Yes, a film buff can get his or her hands on every Bogart, Alan Ladd and John Garfield film noir in an economical amount of time. But it seems like there’s always another Dick Powell outing that you’ve passed-over, missed, … Continue reading →

Two-time Oscar winner, former member of Parliament, grande dame of the stage, the small screen and the big one, Glenda Jackson was one of a kind. She lived 87 years, most of them bathed in glory. Tough, flinty, a British … Continue reading →

The journey isn’t epic, and it doesn’t cover a great distance — emotionally or geographically. But Mikhaël Hers’ latest film, set entirely in the XVth arrondisement of Paris and taking place over just under ten years, shows us the little … Continue reading →