Monthly Archives: March 2018

Farewell, Angelina: Tomb Raider, reviewed.


People always told me, don’t go raiding tombs… I mean, if you’re determined to see Tomb Raider, a movie, technically, based on a 2013 reboot of a 1996 video game that previously spawned a couple of Angelina Jolie-starring movies, nothing will deter you. But you’ll be going against critical advice. Continue reading


Nothing to Declare: Gringo, reviewed.

Here’s my NPR review of Gringo, a bloody farce that musters four good comic performances from primarily non-comedic actors in the service of nothing much.

Cloak & Dagger? I Hardly Know ‘Er: Red Sparrow, reviewed.

Red Sparrow, a nasty adaptation of a novel by C.I.A. veteran Jason Matthews starring Jennifer Lawrence and Joel Edgerton, is the Black Widow origin movie Marvel Studios will never make. I like a movie that gets at the existential misery of spycraft. Here’s my NPR review.

John Brown’s Body: The Raid, reviewed.

Copy of CSH_1676As much as like going to Ford’s Theatre to see plays about Abraham Lincoln, going to Anacostia to see plays about Frederick Douglass is a rarer pleasure. Here’s my review of Theatre Alliance’s production of Idris Goodwin’s The Raid, from this week’s Washington City Paper.