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Berlinale Dispatch: The Good News (and Bad News) About Iran

There are just two days of screenings left at the Berlinale — the prizes are awarded on Sunday — but today is my last day at the festival, my day of reckoning. This is the point at which I look back on everything I’ve seen and, more wrenchingly, tote up everything I wanted to see but missed. While I’ve tried to chase down most of the films screening in competition here, day by day my colleagues have been feeding me recommendations from the Panorama and Forum sections of the festival, which showcase films that generally have smaller budgets and take larger risks. I didn’t get to see many of those pictures, and that’s where my deepest regret lies.

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Berlinale Dispatch: The Good News (and Bad News) About Iran

Where Will Meet Monica Velour Rank on a List of Hilariously Bad Kim Cattrall Movies?

It’s unofficially Kim Cattrall Day at Movieline! Woo! How dubious! First we got our anti-hopes up for Sex and the City 3 , and now new pictures from Cattrall’s film Meet Monica Velour are out . In the indie drama, she plays an ’80s porn star who starts a romance with a teenage superfan in Indiana. Let’s take a gander and see if this looks worse or “better” than Bonfire of the Vanities and Mannequin .

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Where Will Meet Monica Velour Rank on a List of Hilariously Bad Kim Cattrall Movies?

REVIEW: Let’s Just Shoot I Am Number Four Back Into Space, OK?

Anyone who has ever been a child or played with one is familiar with the narrative universe of I Am Number Four , a teen alien/superhero/savior/vampire mash-up that’s all guts and no glory. In it, things happen in an order that’s too erratic to be called a sequence and yet too processed to amount to much of a story. Props, plot points, and ass-saving contingencies erupt only on the point of crisis, as they do in child’s play: Oh you’re an alien from a far-off planet? Well I am a different alien sent to kill you ! Oh you suddenly have superpowers to deflect my intergalactic weapons? Well guess what–I have a monster Fire-proof shield!

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REVIEW: Let’s Just Shoot I Am Number Four Back Into Space, OK?