To watch Man on Wire is to reclaim the Twin Towers, however partially or fleetingly, as symbols of hope, human ingenuity and triumph.

It’s obvious that the new guns/explosions/cars/cleavage film Death Race is aimed at the 18- to 34-year-old male demographic. Really obvious.

“First and foremost, I made this documentary for my community and for my family,” Reaghan Tarbell tells SFR, speaking of her film Little Caughnawaga: To Brooklyn and Back. Tarbell organize

Though Tropic Thunder is the best comedy of 2008’s blockbuster season so far, that’s not really saying much. It’s quickly shaping up to be a summer of overachieving comic-book movies and underachieving comics.

Vicky Cristina Barcelona is one of Woody Allen's best and funniest films in years.

Complete the Kubrick canon.

The Exiles isn’t just one of the most un-romanticized portraits of urban American Indian life ever put to film. It’s one of the bleakest portraits of any sort of American life ever put to film.

That dude-bonding, loveable-loser, tender-yet-raunchy thing that Judd Apatow does, which injected a breath of freshly vaporized, shotgun-hit air into mainstream comedy—is getting as stale as cotton-mouth breath.

In the new political satire Swing Vote, the presidential election hinges on New Mexico’s five measly electoral votes. This turn of events feels oddly realistic given our state’s swing state status...

The joy of a fast-paced, complex mystery/thriller such as Tell No One is largely had in processing the information as it comes rushing headlong at you. Thus, every little bit you already know is one less pleasure to be had.