Full Metal Jacket (1987)

If the administration really wants to suppress the latest adaptation of a Tom Clancy novel, it can hardly be because of its closeness to reality. Perhaps it is just good taste.

Children of the Revolution, written and directed by Peter Duncan, represents the less attractive side of the Australian sensibility I have so often had occasion to praise here. For it is a too-natural development out of healthy skepticism to turn merely cynical, and that is what, I take it, we have here. There is, to…

A new Forrest Gump meets Memento, though this is worse than either. Of course it is festooned with Academy Award nominations

An often-moving fictional account of a real event in World War I suffers from the same fault it criticizes in those who led their countries into war

Those who remember fondly Francis Veber’s The Dinner Game from the summer before last may be a bit disappointed in Le Placard (The Closet)—which has a lot of the earlier film’s comic invention but also, to those of us who are accustomed to Hollywood-style propaganda, enough of an ideological edge to give it an unbalancing…

Beverly Hills Ninja by Dennis Dugan tries yet again to make Chris Farley’s brand of physical comedy, which consists of smashing into things and roaring, funny—but with no more success than Black Sheep or Tommy Boy. Artistic, or comedic, success I mean. At the box office it is boffo. For some reason, Americans in the…