Molly's Game
Either you’ll be able to give yourself over to Sorkin’s heightened world or you won’t, but the scenes between Chastain and Elba certainly make it…
Either you’ll be able to give yourself over to Sorkin’s heightened world or you won’t, but the scenes between Chastain and Elba certainly make it…
“All the Money in the World” is brutal and funny in the darkest way.
Roger Ebert on James Ivory's "Howards End".
"The Ballad of Narayama" is a Japanese film of great beauty and elegant artifice, telling a story of startling cruelty. What a space it opens…
A tribute to Brian Doan 1973-2017, Contributing Writer at RogerEbert.com
Chaz Ebert lists her favorite films of 2017.
A tribute to Brian Doan 1973-2017, Contributing Writer at RogerEbert.com
Chaz Ebert lists her favorite films of 2017.
“The Sweet Hereafter” is superlative in its uncompromising but undeniably compassionate depiction of a bleak human condition.
Stop watching movies made by assholes. It'll be OK.
Brett Morgen and Jane Goodall talk about the creation and history behind their enthralling new documentary, "Jane."
Salma Hayek on Harvey Weinstein; Facebook silencing women; Museum of Endangered Sounds; Andrew Droz Palermo's "One & Two"; Appreciation of "S.W.A.T."
Matt Zoller Seitz is the Editor-in-Chief of RogerEbert.com, TV critic for New York Magazine, the creator of many video essays about film history and style, a finalist for the Pulitzer Prize in criticism, and the author of The Wes Anderson Collection. His writing on film and TV has appeared in The New York Times, Salon, New York Press, The Star-Ledger and Dallas Observer. (Banner illustration by Max Dalton)
This is a two-and-a-half star movie, honestly, bumped up because the actors are so likable and the film doesn’t have a cruel thought in its head.
You know, for kids!
Everything that a fan could want from a Star Wars movie and then some.
She makes him want to be a better man, and this movie makes me want a better movie.
A documentary with a great subject and powerful testimony, undone by its unnecessarily obtrusive style.
As soon as I heard that Jordan Peele's debut feature had the plot of an edgy indie romantic comedy but was in fact "a horror movie," I knew it was going to be terrific. There was just no way it couldn't be. I rarely feel this confident about a film sight-unseen, but as a longtime fan of Peele, it seemed clear that he knew exactly what his movie was about a deep level. "A black man meets his white girlfriend's parents for the first time; it's a horror movie" is the kind of pitch that might earn a delighted "I'm down, brother!" chuckle from the father of said white girlfriend, a brain surgeon played by Bradley Whitford who tells the hero Chris (Daniel Kaluuya) that he would vote for Obama a third time if he could. But for all its laughs, both subtle and broad—and for all its evident familiarity with crowd-pleasing yet grimly clever '80s horror comedies like "They Live!", "Fright Night," "Reanimator," "The People Under the Stairs," "The Hidden," "Child's Play" and other movies that people in their 30s and 40s saw multiple times at dollar theaters and drive-ins and on cable—"Get Out" is no joke. It made all as much money as it did because everyone who saw it, including the ones who only went because everyone else they knew had already seen it, instinctively sensed that it was observing this moment in American history and capturing it, not just for posterity's sake or for perverse entertainment value but as monument and warning.
Scout Tafoya celebrates "Margaret" in his latest video essay about maligned masterpieces.
A book excerpt from "Guillermo del Toro's 'The Devil's Backbone.'"
One of the best superhero films, in large part because the title character sincerely believes in values larger than any one person.
The superhero ensemble Justice League is light on its feet.