The filmmakers follow this compassionate and articulate man as he returns to Rwanda a decade later to revisit his demons.

The Martian is a straightforward and thrilling survival-and-rescue adventure, without the metaphysical and emotional trappings of, say, “Interstellar.’’ It’s pure fun.

It’s the darkest, scariest and undoubtedly finest acted of the entire detective series.

What the film lacks in freshness...it makes up for in its sympathetic and compelling portrayal of its subjects.

Reichardt doesn't so much tell a story as paint a finely detailed portrait of human suffering in this miniature marvel.

The Wrestler offers something to pretty much everyone in the audience. Much like "The Sopranos," it creates a world that might make you feel utterly at home or exhilarated by strange horrors. Maybe both.

Will no doubt figure prominently in the awards season. But be warned, you can cut the gloom with a knife.

Sensitive and sincere and has a talented ensemble cast.

Polarized world views from the mouths of babes -- unfortunately does little to mitigate this depressing image, but much to humanize both sides.

A nearly perfect love story/murder mystery that unfortunately falters at the end.

The movie offers very little that food radicals don't already know.

No adventurous filmgoer will want to miss Tony Takitani.

Heiskanen is a revelation as the put-upon wife, and the cinematography (some by Troell) effortlessly transports us back 100 years.

A feast for the eyes that will engage the entire family.

Expect a sequel -- perhaps one with a more satisfying conclusion.

The Siegels make the Kardashians and Donald Trump look like tasteful pikers when it comes to egregiously conspicuous consumption, sheer hubris and utter refusal to take responsibility for their actions.

A kind name for this attitude is false moral equivalence, or perhaps post-imperial cringe. A less kind one is Western self-hatred, or an urgent plea to tolerate the intolerant.

In the charming new documentary The Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill, we learn all about the tragedy and comedy of being a bird on the loose in San Francisco.

Doesn't have the emotional heft of his "Children of Paradise," but it's still moving.

It would be a crime in itself to reveal the surprises of Nine Queens, which provides two solid hours of corking entertainment.

This sequel to the 2004 movie is an impressive feat of animation, particularly in its action sequences.

Eva Green...Gaspingly beautiful, wouldn't you say?

Saraband -- the term means an erotic dance for two -- is like watching four people take turns trying to swim with one of the others clinging to an ankle. It's grim and gripping.

Director James Gray’s style harks back to classic space movies, such as “Alien” and “Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan,” that played around with the vastness of the stars, and made it seem like there was nowhere lonelier. Ad Astra also has an old-school visual panache, with deep-colored, dramatic lighting that’s regrettably fallen out of fashion.

More than a celebration of Chaplin's art; it is a thorough examination of what made this gifted artist, the world's first true celebrity, tick.

Nine Lives hands the viewer a lot of work -- learning a whole new set of characters every few minutes -- for a disappointing wage. The bad stories waste your time, and the good ones leave you unsatisfied.

Worth seeing just for the dramatization of the making of “Good Vibrations” alone. But there’s much more to savor in this biopic — a rare high note in the drone of so much summer dreck.

At 162 minutes, American Honey may test some viewers’ patience, but for this one, it paid off with an unflinching portrait of middle America, a love letter to the open road and a dynamic newcomer in Sasha Lane.