“Repeat Offender,” written and directed by retired Metro Sgt. Jason Harney, follows Detective Bradley Nickell’s 2015 true-crime book of the same name.
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If your date orders the “When Harry Met Salad,” will you have what she’s having?
There’s more than a hint of resignation in the title. It practically sounds like a sigh.
It’s hard to imagine there wasn’t some sort of blackmail in play. Or, at the very least, a seriously compromising video or two.
“We had an 8 o’clock show, then a late show at 10 or 11 o’clock, and then we would have movie night,” Todd Fisher recalls. “This was up in one of the old Desert Inn ballrooms. It ran late, but we always found time for these movies.”
The film chronicles the story of the Prescott (Arizona) Fire Department’s Granite Mountain Hotshots and the historic 2013 Yarnell Hill Fire.
For a movie with “Mark Felt” in its title, writer-director Peter Landesman’s (“Concussion”) historical drama rarely allows viewers to get to know Watergate whistleblower Mark Felt.
There’s something so exhilarating about hearing characters deliver the perfect words at the exact right moment — regardless of whether any human being would actually respond in such a way — that I couldn’t help but fall in love with “20th Century Women.”
To preview the Park City, Utah-based film festival — which runs Thursday through Jan. 29 — we spoke with Trevor Groth and Mike Plante, former programmers at the late, great CineVegas who are now, respectively, Sundance’s director of programming and senior programmer in charge of short films.
“War Dogs” isn’t your typical comedy from Todd Phillips. In many ways, it feels like his version of “The Big Short.”
Red carpets, like the one that took place at Caesars Palace on Monday for the U.S. premiere of “Jason Bourne,” may look glamorous. They are not. They’re the worst.
Four years ago, Bryshere “Yazz” Gray was fired from a Pizza Hut. Now, he’s spending hours in an on-set hot tub with Naomi Campbell before drying off and hustling to a recording studio to work with Timbaland. That’s the power of broadcast television.
In this era of #OscarsSoWhite, should moviegoers clamoring for diversity be satisfied when Hollywood offers them anything at all? Or is it too much to want those morsels to be better — terrific, even — so that they could actually find themselves in the mix for future Oscars?
One of the biggest drawbacks to adapting a series of books for the big screen, especially with the obligatory splitting of the final novel into two movies, is the lack of closure.
In case you’ve spent the past 24 hours holed up inside a Tauntaun, you’re well aware that tickets for “Star Wars: The Force Awakens” go on sale tonight after the trailer debuts during halftime of “Monday Night Football.”