The bean counter cometh. In Gavin O’Connor’s “The Accountant,” starring Ben Affleck, the paper-pushing CPA — roughly the exact opposite of Schwarzenegger or Stallone — gets his shot at action hero stardom.
This we know: On Dec. 21, 1970, Elvis Presley showed up bright and early at the White House gates, delivering a barely legible note he’d scrawled on American Airlines stationery to President Richard Nixon.
April 15 marks the fifth year in a row that the Broughton Street branch of Southeastern clothing and outdoor gear retailer Half-Moon Outfitters has brought the celebrated Banff Mountain Film Festival World Tour to our distinctly mountain-challenged city.
Just when it was looking like animated animal movies had run out of anything original to say, along comes the smartly amusing, crisply relevant “Zootopia” to handily demonstrate there’s still plenty of bite left in the anthropomorphic CG menagerie.
The January movie has long had a reputation for being among the worst that Hollywood has to offer, as though everyone collectively acknowledges that they need a month to catch up on the glut of prestige offerings and awards hopefuls that hit at the end of December.
“Son of Saul” doesn’t just get under your skin — it goes straight to the bloodstream. There, it churns and festers as you try to make sense out of the senseless horror of the Holocaust and the plight of the Sonderkommando — Jewish prisoners forced to assist the Nazis with the genocide.
More alive than most of the year’s films put together, Spike Lee’s “Chi-Raq” is urgent agitprop that pulsates with unalloyed rage for the “self-inflicted genocide” of South Chicago and explodes with full-hearted (and gloriously lewd) pleas for peace.
Mark Ruffalo never walks in “Spotlight.” His very slowest is just shy of a flat out jog. It’s a minor detail, but it’s crucial to appreciating why this studied, smart look at The Boston Globe’s Pulitzer Prize-winning investigation into the abuses of the Catholic Church is also utterly exhilarating.
They say timing is everything — or at least a whole lot. And on several fronts, the George Clooney-produced “Our Brand is Crisis,” starring Sandra Bullock as a damaged, ruthless political consultant, has absolutely perfect timing.
Steven Spielberg’s “Bridge of Spies,” much like its misunderstood litigator, is a film that plays the long game. This complex Cold War drama soaked in shadows, blues, greys and furrowed brows, is a slow burn that challenges the audience to trust where it’s going.
The first time I became aware of “Monty Python’s Flying Circus” was around 1975, when the pioneering, unorthodox British TV sketch comedy series first began airing on a number of PBS affiliates here in the States, five years after the show had launched on the BBC.