With its crushingly abrupt and tragic finale, "London Boulevard" finally hits on a visual poetry that the rest of the movie, with its relentlessly sleek exterior, never bothers to attempt.
Nothing in "Melancholia" can match the dazzling experience of its opening sequence.
To my mind, "Melancholia" is both absorbing and absurd.
Women and Hollywood
I'm glad I got pushed into seeing it because it is a very good film.
Another glaring problem plagues the picture, which spans six decades: while one can (gradually) accept DiCaprio’s aging makeup, and even Naomi Watts’s, it is impossible to invest in any latter-day scene involving Armie Hammer because his old-age makeup is so astonishingly bad.
On the scale of Eastwood movies, "J. Edgar" is much closer to "Flags of Our Fathers" – Serious, Important, Dull – than to the fiery originality and energy of "Letters From Iwo Jima."
Working from a screenplay by Dustin Lance Black and starring Leonardo DiCaprio in the lead role, "J. Edgar" certainly has a high-end pedigree, but the film is so concerned with being "refined" that it sacrifices momentum.
The Playlist: C-
The saddest part is that underneath all of the make-up and the innuendo, DiCaprio and Hammer both give terrific performances.
"Jack and Jill"
The Playlist: D
As usual, Sandler maintains his “nicest guy in Hollywood” rep by employing his very good friends, none of which can maintain a career on their own.
On the face of it the story has possibilities, but in Charles and Vlas Parlapanides’ screenplay it’s handled in ponderous fashion.
The Playlist: C+
As our shirtless hero, Cavill is notably upstaged by the staggeringly overwhelming set design and effects.