Brendan Conlon (Joel Edgerton), a high school physics teacher, has a house the bank is about to foreclose on and a daughter with an (expensive) heart defect. He's also a former mixed-martial-arts champion, and so -- strictly for the money -- he decides to get back in the ring, even if the clawing, kicking, anything-goes bouts threaten to kill him.
We're born alone, we die alone, and we live through Oscar night alone -- because, let's face it, none of us can stay glued to the screen for all 18 hours, or however long it was, without missing something.
Ben Stiller had no problem handling Christian Bale and an army of robots this Memorial Day weekend. "Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian" cruised to an easy first-place finish of $70 million over the four-day weekend, according to early estimates by Hollywood.com Box Office.
The darkness around Batman has deepened: While audiences were shattering weekend box-office records in the US, Christian Bale was in London, where his mother and sister reportedly leveled assault allegations against him
For a good part of the last century, and certainly throughout Hollywood's golden age, the Western was a staple in any boy's imaginative diet. The lore was so deeply engrained, it seemed to stand for America itself.
It has become almost meaningless to talk of "the year" in American film. The business is now more seasonal than the climate. No less than three of my top five choices were released within the last two weeks of December; such is the magnetic lock of the Oscar period.
He can deliver a knockout punch, command a ship of the line, or confound a corrupt Roman emperor while armed with little more than a handful of dust, but great Caesar's ghost, Russell Crowe can't do everything.
We think of magic as puckish, elegant, lighter than air, but in "The Prestige," an aggressively devious sleight-of-hand thriller directed by Christopher Nolan (Batman Begins), the magic, even at its most clever, is powered by currents -- sometimes literal ones -- of electricity and danger.
In "Batman Begins," director Christopher Nolan gets back to a deeper, darker vision of the Caped Crusader. It delves so deep into the hero's origins that, if anything, the movie loses some steam once Christian Bale actually dons the cape and cowl.
"Batman & Robin," the fourth installment in the Batman franchise, hit theaters with a loud thud in 1997. It was a bad time for the Caped Crusader, whose movies had started out so promisingly. The winged warrior was at least on life-support -- if not downright down and out.