Special screenings
Benny Hill
Marathon of the classic British sketch-comedy show from the 1960s. Enterprise Library, 25 E. Shelbourne Ave., 507-3760. 7/30, 1-8:45 pm, free.
The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe
Georgie Henley, Skandar Keynes, William Moseley, Anna Popplewell. Directed by Andrew Adamson. 143 minutes. Rated PG.
Four kids travel through a wardrobe to the land of Narnia and learn of their destiny to free it with the guidance of a mystical lion. East Las Vegas Community/Senior Center, 250 N. Eastern Ave., 229-1515. 7/26, 2 pm, free.
Curious George
Voices of Will Ferrell, Drew Barrymore, David Cross. Directed by Matthew O’Callaghan. 86 minutes. Rated G.
Ferrell voices the Man in the Yellow Hat, a gentleman who looks after his pet monkey—an inquisitive and wonderful creature whose enthusiasm often gets the best of him. Baker Park, St. Louis Ave. & 10th St., 229-1087. 7/26, 8 pm, free.
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
Daniel Radcliffe, Rupert Grint, Emma Watson. Directed by Mike Newell. 157 minutes. Rated PG-13.
Fourth film in the series about the adventures of boy wizard Harry Potter. Enterprise Library, 25 E. Shelbourne Ave., 507-3760. 7/28, 11 am, free.
IMAX Theatre
Deep Sea 3D, Fighter Pilot, Mystery of the Nile, Lions 3D: Roar of the Kalahari
Call for showtimes. $11.99 each show.
Luxor, 3900 Las Vegas Blvd. S., 262-4629.
The Rocky Horror Picture Show
Susan Sarandon, Barry Bostwick, Tim Curry. Directed by Jim Sharman. Directed by Jim Sharman. 100 minutes. Rated R.
The perennial 1975 cult classic is a mix of horror, comedy and musical, featuring sex, transvestites and the Time Warp. Augmented by a live cast and audience participation. Tropicana Cinemas, 3330 E. Tropicana Ave., 243-7469. Sat, midnight, $10. Info: www.rhpsvegas.com. Onyx Theater inside The Rack in Commercial Center, 953 E. Sahara Ave., #101. First & third Sat of month, 11:30 pm, $7. Info: 953-0682 or www.divinedecadence.org.
Tarnation
Directed by Jonathan Caouette. 88 minutes. Not rated.
Caouette’s documentary on growing up with his schizophrenic mother is a mixture of snapshots, home movies, answering-machine messages, video diaries, early short films and more, culled from 19 years of his life. Screening presented by Las Vegas CityLife film critic Mike Prevatt. Clark County Library, 1401 E. Flamingo Road, 507-3400. 7/31, 7 pm, free.
Tarzan and His Mate
Johnny Weismuller, Maureen O’Sullivan, Neil Hamilton. Directed by Cedric Gibbons. 91 minutes. Not rated.
In the first sequel to Tarzan the Ape Man, Harry Holt returns to Africa to head up a large expedition and also harbors ideas about convincing Jane (O’Sullivan) to return to London. Clark County Library, 1401 E. Flamingo Road, 507-3400. 7/31, 1 pm, free.
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Eagle vs. Shark *
Loren Horsley, Jemaine Clement, Aaron Cortesi. Directed by Taika Waititi. 88 minutes. Rated R.
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I Know Who Killed Me (Not reviewed)
Lindsay Lohan, Julia Ormond, Neal McDonough. Directed by Chris Siverston. 105 minutes. Rated R.
An idyllic small town is rocked when Aubrey Fleming (Lohan), a bright and promising young college student, is abducted and tortured by a serial killer. When she manages to escape, the traumatized young woman who regains consciousness in the hospital insists that she is not who they think she is—and that the real Aubrey is still in mortal danger.
No Reservations **1/2
Catherine Zeta-Jones, Aaron Eckhart, Abigail Breslin. Directed by Scott Hicks. 104 minutes. Rated PG.
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Rescue Dawn ***
Christian Bale, Steve Zahn, Jeremy Davies. Directed by Werner Herzog. 126 minutes. Rated PG-13.
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The Simpsons Movie (Not reviewed)
Voices of Dan Castellaneta, Julie Kavner, Nancy Cartwright, Yeardley Smith. Directed by David Silverman. 87 minutes. Rated PG-13.
The popular animated TV family comes to the big screen, in a story about an environmental crisis in their hometown of Springfield.
Sunshine ***
Cillian Murphy, Chris Evans, Michelle Yeoh, Rose Byrne. Directed by Danny Boyle. 107 minutes. Rated R.
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Who’s Your Caddy? (Not reviewed)
Antwan Andre Patton, Jeffrey Jones, Terry Crews. Directed by Don Michael Paul. 93 minutes. Rated PG-13.
When a rap mogul from Atlanta tries to join a conservative country club in the Carolinas, he runs into fierce opposition from the board president—but it’s nothing that he and his entourage can’t handle.
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1408 ***
John Cusack, Samuel L. Jackson, Mary McCormack. Directed by Mikael Hafstrom. 94 minutes. Rated PG-13.
As writer Mike Enslin, who pens cheapo nonfiction guides like Ten Haunted Houses and Ten Haunted Castles, Cusack uses his sarcastic, hangdog style to sell the character’s cynicism, along with his loneliness. Mike’s at New York’s Dolphin Hotel to stay in the titular room, the site of numerous suicides and natural deaths over the last hundred years or so. Once inside, Mike gets down to the business of being terrorized by the never-defined evil presence in the room. Cusack carries it all, especially when there aren’t any other actors around for him to interact with. –JB
Angel-A **1/2
Jamel Debbouze, Rie Rasmussen, Gilbert Melki. Directed by Luc Besson. 91 minutes. Rated R. In French with English subtitles.
It’s about forbidden love between Rasmussen’s Angela (who is, as the title subtly points out, an angel) and schlubby loser Andre (Debbouze), whose life she has been sent to turn around. In debt to unsavory characters and without any friends or means of support, Andre plans to throw himself off a bridge when he meets Angela, who promises to do anything he asks her. Besson has crafted a sweet love letter to his native Paris, a gorgeous-looking film whose crisp, black-and-white photography is unfortunately much more thrilling than its simplistic, cloying story. –JB
Brooklyn Rules **
Freddie Prinze Jr., Scott Caan, Mena Suvari, Alec Baldwin. Directed by Michael Corrente. 99 minutes. Rated R.
You’ve seen this movie before. It’s about three boyhood friends living in Brooklyn who must eventually grow up and go their separate ways. They spend their nights cruising and partying and chasing girls, until the problems of adult life interfere. It’s the mid-’80s, and the influence of some guy named John Gotti is being felt throughout the city. The three guys and their disparate personalities respond in different ways, causing friction and what the filmmakers hope will be drama. These are all one-note characters in a one-dimensional story, but as written by Sopranos veteran Terence Winter and performed earnestly by the leads, it still manages to be personal and sincere. –BS
Captivity (Not reviewed)
Elisha Cuthbert, Daniel Gillies, Pruitt Taylor Vince. Directed by Roland Joffe. 85 minutes. Rated R.
A man and a woman awaken to find themselves captured in a cellar. As their kidnapper torments them, the truth about their horrific abduction is revealed.
Evan Almighty **
Steve Carell, Morgan Freeman, Lauren Graham. Directed by Tom Shadyac. 94 minutes. Rated PG.
God (Freeman, reprising his Bruce Almighty role) has set his sights on Evan (Carell), who’s left his TV job in Buffalo after being elected to the U.S. Congress. Evan’s barely had time to settle into his new house and job before the smarmy deity shows up and demands that he build an ark in anticipation of a coming flood. Predictably, the ark is less about global disaster and more about Evan learning some important lessons about making time for his family and—most relentlessly and heavy-handedly—caring for the environment. Not that what passes for humor is worth a whole lot—there’s an entire montage of Carell falling down and/or getting hit with things, and far more jokes about bird poop than should ever be in one movie. –JB
Evening **
Claire Danes, Vanessa Redgrave, Toni Collette, Patrick Wilson, Hugh Dancy. Directed by Lajos Koltai. 117 minutes. Rated PG-13.
Redgrave is the aged Ann, lying on her deathbed and attended by her two daughters (Collette and Miranda Richardson). While Ann wastes away from some unspecified cinematic illness, she flashes back to her early 20s, when she was played by Claire Danes and attending the wedding of her best friend, Lila (Mamie Gummer). While at Lila’s picturesque summer home, Ann falls in love with stoic doctor Harris (Wilson), a childhood friend of Lila’s who’s also an object of unrequited love for Lila herself and her sexually confused brother Buddy (Dancy). Koltai literalizes the symbolism and drowns everything in a sappy, overpowering score; the characters end up sounding like they’re reading dialogue from a bad novel. –JB
Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer **
Ioan Gruffudd, Jessica Alba, Chris Evans, Michael Chiklis. Directed by Tim Story. 92 minutes. Rated PG.
In the new sequel Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer, the superhero team’s problems begin when first class is overbooked. Their problems continue in the same vein. The million-dollar wedding between Mr. Fantastic and Sue Storm, aka the Invisible Girl (Alba), is over-publicized, and Sue worries about how they’re going to raise a family when they’re so famous. Their wedding is subsequently interrupted when the Silver Surfer begins blowing holes in the planet and knocking out electrical systems. Unfortunately, he’s just the minion of the planet-eater Galactus, who has now been informed that Earth is on the menu. The film hinges entirely on these gigantic, yet straightforward, simple conflicts, resulting in little or no emotional involvement in the characters. –JMA
Golden Door *1/2
Charlotte Gainsbourg, Vincenzo Amato, Vincent Schiavelli. Directed by Emanuele Crialese. 120 minutes. Rated PG-13. In Italian with English subtitles.
A Martin Scorsese-produced ode to ignorance and superstition in his ancestral Sicily, Golden Door is a generic immigrant’s tale that too often mistakes blankness for mystery. The immigrants get on a boat, fight among themselves, die in a big storm, flirt innocently, disembark, get prodded in intimate areas, are tested for imbecility, muteness and the ability to manipulate wooden blocks, and so on. There are cute old people and cute young people and, yes, Charlotte Gainsbourg—but not a single character musters any sort of personal narrative. They crawl out of an Old World miasma and stride into an equally hazy America, superstitions and ignorance in hand. How uplifting. –AW
Hairspray ***1/2
Nikki Blonsky, John Travolta, Amanda Bynes, Zac Efron. Directed by Adam Shankman. 117 minutes. Rated PG. 
It’s been nearly 20 years since cult filmmaker John Waters cleaned up his act long enough to make Hairspray, the tale of pleasantly plump ’60s teen Tracy Turnblad, who fights to get on a local TV dance show and subsequently fights to desegregate the program. Since then, the beloved cult classic has inspired a hit Broadway musical, which has now inspired another silver-screen treatment, which has inspired John Travolta to dress in heavy latex drag. The songs are quick, catchy and frequent. But while they initially push the narrative forward at a satisfying speed, they eventually slow things down to give everyone some time in the spotlight. –MSH
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix ***
Daniel Radcliffe, Emma Watson, Rupert Grint. Directed by David Yates. 138 minutes. Rated PG-13.
There are at least a few significant things going on in Phoenix, which once again finds Harry (Radcliffe) at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, facing the imminent threat of Voldemort (Ralph Fiennes). When you have a film series that’s seven installments long, eventually you are going to get to the placeholder chapter, and that’s where the Harry Potter series has ended up with its fifth big-screen outing. Longtime Potter fans will probably be eager to forgive Phoenix’s flaws, and even casual viewers will still find plenty to like, but the feeling of marking time, of nothing especially momentous going on in the latest incremental step toward Harry’s final showdown with evil wizard Voldemort, is fairly hard to shake. –JB
I Now Pronounce You Chuck & Larry **
Adam Sandler, Kevin James, Jessica Biel. Directed by Dennis Dugan. 115 minutes. Rated PG-13.
Never is the possibility addressed that straight firefighters Chuck (Sandler) and Larry (James) could convince the world of the veracity of their sham domestic partnership by doing anything other than embodying loud gay stereotypes. The pair enter into the deception thanks to a plot contrivance that prevents widower Larry from assigning his insurance benefits to his two children. Told the only way around this problem is to get married, Larry enlists best bud Chuck to join him in a partnership that’s meant to exist only on paper. Chuck & Larry ends up patronizing both the frat-boy Sandler audience—presuming they need lectures on tolerance—and the potential gay audience, excusing stereotypes by asserting that the characters have learned it’s wrong to use the word “faggot.” –JB
Introducing the Dwights *1/2
Brenda Blethyn, Frankie J. Holden, Khan Chittenden, Emma Booth. Directed by Cherie Nowlan. 105 minutes. Rated R.
Aware that folks might not entirely warm up to a story about a gratingly narcissistic “old cow”—a character’s description of Jean (Blethyn), a godawful stand up comic—the film spices things up with a love story involving her 20-year-old son, Tim (Chittenden), and needy blue-collar Jill (Booth) that necessitates many a linger on the actress’ barely legal breasts. And lest that not engage the viewer, hey, there’s always menopausal Jean’s brain-damaged son to laugh at. The only reason films like this exist is to provide targeted upscale art-house audiences with colorfully ignorant lower-class exotics to whom they can vicariously feel superior. –IG
Joshua ****
Jacob Kogan, Sam Rockwell, Vera Farmiga. Directed by George Ratliff. 105 minutes. Rated R.
The studio has chosen to sell the film as your basic bad-seed thriller, inviting audiences to watch a diabolical Damien clone skulk around a cavernous Manhattan apartment seeking creative ways to destroy his relatives. In truth, the movie does eventually arrive at that point, to its very slight detriment. But walk in unaware, and you could easily mistake Joshua for a remarkably sharp, disquietingly offbeat family drama, exploring the fissures created by the introduction of a new baby to the Cairn household. By the time Joshua develops a morbid fascination with Egyptian mummification, we’re unmistakably in horror territory, awaiting the inevitable body count. Even so, Ratliff jangles our nerves not with gore or with cheap “boo” effects, but via subtly dissonant editing and unsettlingly inexplicable behavior. –MD
Knocked Up ***
Seth Rogen, Katherine Heigl, Paul Rudd, Leslie Mann. Directed by Judd Apatow. 129 minutes. Rated R.
The wholesome values in Knocked Up are effectively intermixed with the movie’s real selling point, its outrageous humor, but it’s clear which side wins out. That makes the film either an act of subversive genius—getting stoners and slackers to appreciate the importance of parenthood—or a strangely conservative scolding in the guise of a dumb comedy. As tempting as it is to give Apatow credit for subversion, it might be safer to say that he’s really just telling his audience to grow up and accept some responsibility. That’s exactly what happens to Ben Stone (Rogen), a prototypical representative of the Apatow demographic, when his one-night stand with driven E! news producer Alison Scott (Heigl) results in an unplanned pregnancy. –JB
La Vie en Rose ***
Marion Cotillard, Gerard Depardieu, Jean-Pierre Martins. Directed by Olivier Dahan. 140 minutes. Rated PG-13. In French with English subtitles.
La Vie en Rose is a film for lovers. Despite focusing on French singer Edith Piaf’s tortured life, the biopic has a romantic heart. We see Edith evolve from a street singer who is discovered by a club owner to her debut in a music hall. Until the scene in the music hall, La Vie en Rose doesn’t have much to recommend it. The first portion of the film is conventional melodrama. But with Piaf’s debut at the music hall, director Dahan starts to gain command and use his imagination. The rest of the film engages. –TM
License to Wed *1/2
Robin Williams, Mandy Moore, John Krasinski. Directed by Ken Kwapis. 90 minutes. Rated PG-13.
You’ve seen Meet the Parents, right? Well, here comes Meet the Pastor! Instead of Robert De Niro’s intimidating paternal figure, we get Williams’ oddball religious figure, but everything else remains the same. The character is still the only thing standing in the way of marital bliss between the well-meaning would-be groom and his personality-deprived bride-to-be. There will be awkward moments with the potential in-laws and escalating slapstick abuse that culminates in the alienation of the young man’s fiancée, who must inevitably call off the wedding by the end of the second act. But when hero and antagonist finally bond, the whole debacle will end in wedding bells. It’s a tired formula even when done right, but License to Wed gets it all wrong. –MSH
Live Free or Die Hard ***
Bruce Willis, Justin Long, Timothy Olyphant, Maggie Q, Mary Elizabeth Winstead. Directed by Len Wiseman. 128 minutes. Rated PG-13.
Live Free or Die Hard is the fourth installment in the increasingly ludicrous action series about everyman New York City cop McClane (Willis) single-handedly stopping massive terrorist attacks. Criminal mastermind Thomas Gabriel (Olyphant, coolly menacing) is a former U.S. intelligence expert now bent on taking down the system he was once hired to protect. McClane’s (and the country’s) only hope against Gabriel’s crippling of the U.S. transportation, financial and utilities infrastructure is hacker/slacker Matt Farrell (Long). Wiseman seems far more interested in concocting ever-more-gigantic action sequences than in examining McClane’s personal life. But, oh, those action sequences: Using a minimum of CGI, Wiseman stages some mind-boggling stunts. –JB
The Lives of Others ****
Ulrich Muhe, Sebastian Koch, Martina Gedeck. Directed by Florian Henckel von Donnersmarck. 137 minutes. Rated R. In German with English subtitles.
Set in East Germany in pre-glasnost 1984, the film centers on an exceedingly bizarre love quadrangle. The long-term romance between successful, outwardly line-toeing playwright Georg Dreyman (Koch) and his girlfriend-muse, actress Christa-Maria Sieland (Gedeck), is thrown into jeopardy when a corpulent minister of culture turns his lustful attention to Christa-Maria. Soon enough, a favor-currying Stasi lieutenant clandestinely assigns secret-police-school instructor Wiesler (Muhe) to begin 24/7 surveillance on Dreyman. Von Donnersmarck strikes an uncommonly graceful balance between his narrative’s espionage-thriller accoutrements and love-story sentimentality, and he leavens things throughout with surprising and welcome bursts of wry humor. –MH
Ocean’s Thirteen ***
George Clooney, Brad Pitt, Matt Damon, Al Pacino. Directed by Steven Soderbergh. 113 minutes. Rated PG-13.
As in the first film, our heroes have targeted a fabulous Las Vegas casino—this one owned not by Andy Garcia’s Terry Benedict, who’s partially bankrolling the operation, but by a preening, back-stabbing mogul named Willie Bank (Pacino). Their objective isn’t quite what you’d expect, though. Ocean & Co. don’t want Bank’s vast fortune for themselves—they’d just prefer that Bank, who’s both humiliated and hospitalized their jovial mentor, Reuben (Elliott Gould), possess a whole lot less of it. For the most part, Ocean’s Thirteen reverts to the breezy, weightless antics—charismatic men plotting byzantine schemes in exotic locales—that made Eleven such forgettable fun. –MD
Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End *
Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom, Keira Knightley, Geoffrey Rush. Directed by Gore Verbinski. 168 minutes. Rated PG-13.
At World’s End picks up, as these things tend to do, roughly where its slightly less inflated predecessor ended, with Elizabeth Swann (Knightley) allied with Captain Barbossa (Rush) and the surviving swabbies of the Black Pearl to rescue Jack Sparrow (Depp) from the very euphemistically named Davy Jones’ locker. Even if you loved The Curse of the Black Pearl and Dead Man’s Chest, this dour, tedious, aggressively unfunny, egregiously padded helping of celluloid fluff will only waste your time and money. –MH
Ratatouille ***
Voices of Patton Oswalt, Lou Romano, Brad Garrett, Janeane Garofalo. Directed by Brad Bird. 110 minutes. Rated G.
It’s a cute and well-animated movie about a Parisian rat named Remy (Oswalt) who has a taste for gourmet food and idolizes a rotund celebrity restaurateur named Gusteau (Garrett). Gusteau’s gone to the great kitchen in the sky, and his eponymous eatery has been taken over by his money-grubbing sous-chef. When Remy finds himself by chance in the restaurant’s kitchen, he inadvertently helps busboy Alfredo Linguini (Romano) create a marvelous dish and becomes a sort of culinary Cyrano de Bergerac to the nervous young man. The plot moves along familiar beats, setting up its conflicts simply and resolving them the same way. –JB
Shortcut to Happiness *1/2
Alec Baldwin, Jennifer Love Hewitt, Anthony Hopkins, Kim Cattrall. Directed by Alec Baldwin. 99 minutes. Rated PG-13.
Baldwin plays aspiring novelist Jabez Stone, who strikes a deal with the devil (Hewitt) to sell his soul in exchange for literary success. Of course, things don’t turn out as he imagined, and although he’s rich and famous, he’s lost all his friends and his writing lacks, er, soul. Enter Daniel Webster (Hopkins), who’s been inexplicably reimagined as a book publisher, although there are oblique references to his past dealings with the Dark Princess. The centerpiece of the classic story and its many previous adaptations is the trial in which Webster argues for the return of Stone’s soul, but here it’s relegated to the final 25 minutes of a 100-minute film. The rest is all Christmas Carol-style lessons about not mistreating people for the sake of your own success, stunning in its obviousness and leaden in its execution. –JB
Sicko **1/2
Directed by Michael Moore. 113 minutes. Rated PG-13.
Sicko isn’t a bad film, exactly, but anyone who’s ever seen even one of Moore’s previous screeds-cum-documentaries could probably give a fairly accurate summary of its content, sight unseen. As in Fahrenheit 9/11, Moore leans heavily on admittedly affecting but patently manipulative sob stories, introducing us to various ailing Americans whose claims were inexplicably rejected, denied or even rescinded by their health insurers. Trouble is, he has fewer facts and arguments to buttress the human-interest element this time—or, rather, the problem with the U.S. health-care system is so obvious (in a word: capitalism) that even the for-Dummies version requires only a few minutes of screen time. –MD
Surf’s Up **1/2
Voices of Shia LaBeouf, Jeff Bridges, Zooey Deschanel. Directed by Ash Brannon and Chris Buck. 85 minutes. Rated PG.
Cody Maverick (LaBeouf) doesn’t fit in with his penguin kin, preferring to surf over gathering fish and tending eggs. Cody travels to fictional Pen Gu Island for a big surf competition, where he falls for a lifeguard named Lani (Deschanel) and learns totally deep life lessons from his idol, an aging surf champion named Big Z (Bridges). It’s breezy and fitfully amusing stuff, and directors Brannon and Buck make at least a token effort to break out of the monolithic computer animation pack with the mockumentary gimmick, although livening up one tired genre by combining it with another is not necessarily a formula for success. –JB
Transformers **
Shia LaBeouf, Megan Fox, Jon Voight, Josh Duhamel. Directed by Michael Bay. 140 minutes. Rated PG-13.
Giant robots that beat each other up are inherently exciting, so it’s frustrating to see the filmmakers behind this behemoth actually turn such a premise into something tedious and boring, stretched out to nearly two-and-a-half hours and saddled with a tone too somber for camp and too silly to be taken seriously. Basically, there’s this thing that’s really important, and both the good guys and the bad guys are after it. Given the relative simplicity of the story and fans’ desire to see as much hot robot-on-robot action as possible, it’s baffling that Bay and his writers pace the movie so slowly, with numerous diversions and dull sidetracks delaying the inevitable Autobot/Decepticon showdown. –JB
Waitress ***1/2
Keri Russell, Nathan Fillion, Jeremy Sisto. Directed by Adrienne Shelly. 107 minutes. Rated PG-13.
Jenna (Russell) is an unhappily married—and very unhappily pregnant—waitress at a small-town diner who’s constantly dreaming up exotic pies and naming them after whatever crisis she’s currently undergoing. Abortion, it seems, is out of the question—the possibility is never so much as raised—but Jenna’s red-state family values don’t stop her from embarking upon a guilty, start-stop affair with her hunky but equally married new obstetrician (Fillion). This all goes more or less where you’d expect it to, but it’s hard to begrudge familiarity when it’s accompanied by such dizzy warmth and offbeat charm. –MD
You Kill Me***1/2
Ben Kingsley, Tea Leoni, Luke Wilson. Directed by John Dahl. 92 minutes. Rated R.
On paper, Sir Ben Kingsley starring in a black comedy about an off-and-on-and-off-and-on-the-wagon hitman whose Family ships him from Buffalo to San Francisco for an extended dry-out sounds more risky than Bruce Willis’ return to his comedic roots in The Whole Nine Yards. The supporting cast mesh well within the film’s laconic vibe. Yet it’s Kingsley who best mines twisted comedy out of alcoholic pathos, whether imploring the Golden Gate Bridge for guidance or furrowing his brow, steeling his jaw and making amends to those he’s “harmed” by purchasing gift certificates for their remaining family members. –JS
JMA Jeffrey M. Anderson; JB Josh Bell; MD Mike D’Angelo; IG Ian Grey; MH Mark Holcomb; MSH Matthew Scott Hunter; TM Tony Macklin; JS Julie Seabaugh; BS Benjamin Spacek; AW Annie Wagner