Michael Curtiz's Casablanca is piping hot, and filled to the brim. Bogart's Rick is played with a cynicism and disdain that is both cold and endearing, making us feel that maybe we could fix him. Maybe you could make him whole. Koch and the Epstein's screenplay crackles throughout, rising and falling in perfect proportions. Ingrid's eyes sparkle to the extent that we wonder why we ever considered life to be anything but miraculous, with all pessimism swept aside by her…
In Nebraska, everyone is old and slow, they're cranky and nobody wants to be there and it's just tremendous.
The road trip movie has always remained to me, a sincere use of setting against narrative, tracking the physical and emotional progress of the characters. Take that and add an exasperated reluctance and there is something quietly and depressingly brilliant about it all.
Bruce Dern and Will Forte both fantastically play children in this, be it a child emotionally or by…
An electric, pulsating, visceral movie that is so much more than its trailers would lead you to believe. It is neither Fast nor Furious in its tone or its pacing. Much like Ryan Gosling's Driver it knows exactly where it's going and knows not to take shortcuts when it doesn't need to. The Driver is far more complex than his perfectly nuanced, simplistic dialogue would suggest, and the score sends a beating pulse through the movie that carries it in…