Ridley Scott is no Cecil B. DeMille. That's not necessarily a bad thing. What it means is that Scott's new epic Exodus: Gods and Kings is as much a product of our high-tech new-millennium era as The Ten Commandments was of the Eisenhower gray-flannel suit period.
I walked out after the parting of the Red Sea, which was depicted more as if an iffy forecast by Tom Skilling missed a low pressure system forming over Lake Michigan, than God majestically parting it to let his people go.
Both globetrotters and entertainment critics alike will agree that Europe sets the stage for some of the world's greatest adventures, from Greece in Mamma Mia to France in Les Misérables. What film will inspire your next holiday?
Yes, potential backers worried about the gay subject matter of Andrew Haigh's Weekend, which opened in limited release last weekend. But they were worried even more, Haigh says, by all the dialogue in the low-budget romantic drama.
Hollywood has become a corporate wasteland and the results are so plainly obvious that it's painful. It is time for a new generation of visionary writers and directors in Hollywood. Those driven by raw creativity.