On Movies & Media

Krasinski's follow-up to his smash-hit sci-fi thriller works like a charm — mostly because it's made up of familiar sequences that worked like a charm in better movies.

Guy Ritchie's latest is a standout surprise in his filmography: It doesn't make violence seem fun. Perhaps I'm damning it with faint praise, but these days it seems like a refreshing change of pace to suggest that men with guns end up miserable even if they hit their marks.

Here's one from the dusty basement that might not be more than a reminder that even the greatest actors sometimes sign on to forgettable projects.

Posted at Looking Closer for the first time, here is Overstreet's 2016 reflection on Tom McCarthy's The Station Agent.

This week, I found myself enjoying — to some extent — an unexpected reunion with a mid-'90s hit that I never got around to reviewing. So here's a look back at a film that is now more than a quarter-of-a-century old.

This documentary glimpse of a disappearing world — where fortune hunters and their dogs explore and dig for pungent, savory gold — is worth a look, but it also feels like a missed opportunity for poetry and transcendence.

Behold — the invention of the "non-rom-com": a genre for stories about loving-but-platonic relationships between men and women!