Fistful of Dollars

A farrago of fake blood, movie pastiche and historical nonsense whose rapturous critical reception tells you all you need to know about the state of the culture

Victim chic claims another victim. Wouldn’t you just know that it would get an Oscar nomination for Best Picture?

The Lost World: Jurassic Park by Steven Spielberg is virtually indistinguishable from the original of four years ago—and indeed from most other Spielbergian products, particularly in their emphasis on wise or clever or dexterous children rescuing their parents and in their environmental message. Indeed, the most curious thing about the whole film is that it…

An absolute mess of a film, Robert Benton’s adaptation of Philip Roth’s novel will leave viewers wondering what on earth it all has to do with Bill Clinton

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. In fact, every review of a Steven Spielberg film ought to stipulate this in its first paragraph: Spielberg is America’s most talented film-maker. Here’s an example of how talented he is. It’s a small one, but characteristic. At one point in his new film, A.I. Artificial…

Another hokey and tasteless attempt at audience manipulation from the Merchant-Ivory rubbish factory