Book Club
Four lifelong pals (Diane Keaton, Jane Fonda, Candice Bergen, Mary Steenburgen) feel the stirrings of dormant libido when their monthly book club takes up Fifty Shades of Grey. Make no mistake, it’s great to see these four working together, good sports and consummate pros that they are, but the fact remains that they’re shoveling crap, and it’s insulting. The script is a mélange of lame jokes about menopause, plastic surgery, Viagra and online dating, plus a huge slab of naked product placement (pun intended) for E.L. James’ steamy novel. It’s aimless, contrived and clichéd, betraying the inexperience of writers Erin Simms and Bill Holderman (who also directed, limply; he’s new to that too). Escorting the ladies to this senior prom are Andy Garcia, Don Johnson, Richard Dreyfuss and Craig T. Nelson.
It’s all Melissa McCarthy all the time; nobody else gets even a sliver of the limelight.
Published on 05.24.18
This dreary time-and-talent waster seems to have been aimed at undemanding three-year-olds whose parents have more money and less sense than is good for them.
Published on 05.24.18
Writer Ryan Engle and director James McTeigue celebrate Mother’s Day with a tribute to the fighting spirit of protective moms everywhere, prepared to brave any danger, pay any price, and purvey any cliché to ensure the safety of their offspring.
Published on 05.17.18
Julie Cohen and Betsy West direct this fawning and skin-deep documentary about octogenarian Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg.
Published on 05.17.18
More snot-nosed nihilism and fangless comic book meta-commentary from Marvel’s unkillable “merc with a mouth,” once again played by Ryan Reynolds as a homicidal rape-joke comedian.
Published on 05.17.18