Mike Birbiglia’s new film mines humor and realism from the work of a struggling improv troupe.
The reunion of Matt Damon and Paul Greengrass isn’t enough to elevate a derivative sequel above the level of modest summer diversion.
Eadweard Muybridge revealed a new universe of motion with his camera, but history has largely obscured his extraordinary accomplishments with photography.
Over its two-decade history, the British comedy has made an absurd comic spectacle out of the inevitability of women aging.
The director of Don’t Think Twice discusses his comedic path and dodging fame.
He is prolific, but does he have anything left to say?
Since its inception, the agency has wooed filmmakers, producers, and actors in order to present a rosy portrait of its operations to the American public.
The latest feature from the makers of Despicable Me imagines the zany hijinks animals get up to when their humans go out.
The Showtime documentary about Adam Goldstein argues that its subject’s musical brilliance was separate from his self-destructive tendencies.
Daniel Radcliffe and Paul Dano star in an energetic indie film about the relationship between a lonely man and a magical corpse.
Steven Spielberg’s adaptation of Roald Dahl’s book finds moments of CGI wonder in its two-hour run time, but little emotional power.
Thoughts on the beach town’s newest offerings, including Life, Animated and Tallulah
Matthew McConaughey's new movie is a predictable but instructive journey of white saviorhood.
Thoughts on the first episode of ESPN’s five-part documentary
It’s economics, it’s politics, but also: It’s Hollywood, stupid.
Though it lacks the originality of Pixar’s best work, the studio’s latest feature offers a fun and tender ride.
How a Miami Vice star and a 30 Rock writer made a nonsense acronym into the entertainment industry’s highest achievement
The Star Wars franchise has a long history of mixed pre-release reviews and complicated post-production.
The non-awaited sequel to Tim Burton’s 2010 fantasy spectacle seems almost aware of its own pointlessness.
What happens when political collapse meets personal scandal?