Luigi Bastardo

Criterion brings us six seldom-seen surreal ditties from five masterful directors.

Kate Beckinsale returns for another easy paycheck.

James Caan sinks into one sappy quagmire of a film.

Yet another “best of” set that fails to deliver.

A heartfelt but nevertheless fabricated biography of America’s longest running comedy team.

Clint Black, Family, Flicka, Country Pride,

Once again, Something Weird is afoot; and I’m pleased as punch about it.

This is one weird sequel to W.

Buckle up and prepare for three, forgotten grey market ’70s movies, kids.

Rita, Frankie, and Kim shine; as does Twilight Time’s presentation.

MGM dives into their own tombs to excavate an ’50s horror obscurity.

Shootings galore, nudity en masse, and common sense in short supply.

A larger-than-life, captivating feature starring Walter Brennan and Dana Andrews.

Okay, so maybe it’s no picnic, but it is damn good.

Dumb? Yes. But it has an enjoyable 1950s drive-in movie feel to it.

I’ve never paid to see James Cameron’s film, but I’d gladly pay ten-times over to see this one again and again.

“Mama, mama, I keep having Nightmares. Mama, mama, mama, am I ill?”

A feel-good family flick that tries to make you feel a lot more than you need to. In fact, it gets downright pushy at times.

Rock Hudson leads a group of orphaned Italian kids into war against the Nazis.

A grandiose piece of Russian cinema that depicts the triumph of the human spirit.

A film that rightfully deserved the Oscar it won.

Another weird and wacky oddity from Eddie Romero.

A film that brings justice to the genre of courtroom dramas.

The new ending of the lengthier cut of the already-long two-hour-plus feature is an appropriate one — but is it worth it?

Larry the Cable Guy in a pink leotard farting fairy dust; yes, that’s EXACTLY what I wanted to see.

A haunting masterpiece starring Thomas Jane, Rob Lowe, Jeremy Piven, and Christian McKay.

A low-budget affair that really isn’t worth your time.

I’m afraid Columbus just doesn’t succeed in coming to a full circle.

A forgotten flick from the 20th Century Fox vaults finally finds a home.

Twilight Time brings us a genuine obscurity, and the results are hauntingly pleasing.

A hodgepodge of powerhouse moments interjected with a lot of ho-hummery.

I’m something of a “Mandrill” myself, if you know what I mean.

Warner’s barebones disc delivers pristine-looking shorts coupled with timeless laughs.

The writer/director and star of Fighting reunite to bring us something just as boring.

Elite Entertainment returns from the grave with a disappointing “High-Def” release.

What, they can’t find a good print of The Secret of Magic Island, but they can release THIS on Blu-ray?

One of the rare films where German great Curd Jürgens plays a good guy.

Any movie that has a lounge singer is OK by me.

Best fit for a gloomy, snowed-in afternoon with a raw steak at your disposal.

Hey, Catherine Zeta-Jones can use me for rebound sex any day.

A weak WWII flick that only succeeds in dropping the wrong kind of bomb.

Twilight Time presents us with another wonderful HD release.

A wonderful tale from Charles Band and the makers of The Rocketeer.

A good pick for the fan of vintage ’50s sci-fi.

A genuine prize for any Lewis lover.

Peter Fonda and Reb Brown “star” in another embarrassing Golan-Globus dud.

I can’t even see college brahs owning this one in their library.

Steve Martin, Jack Black, and Owen Wilson prove they still have something to give.

Twilight Time joyfully fills that gap in your Ray Harryhausen Blu-ray collection.

Look at it this way: it’s completely free of Julia Stiles and her patented pouty face!