The first thing you notice are the skies. They can be vast and blue or ominous and gray; they send sheets of rain that shatter the sun’s rays, with thick drops that glisten with the yellowy sheen of motor oil.
Classy, solid and well-acted, “The Debt” is a rare bit of meaty, intelligent filmmaking during the ordinarily dreary final days of summer.
Size shouldn’t matter when it comes to scary creatures.
A class act such as “The Help” is rare enough in Hollywood.
If this has indeed been The Summer of the R-Rated Comedy, with each new movie striving to one-up its predecessors in getting down and dirty, then we’re going out with a whimper with “30 Minutes or Less.” And that’s ironic, given that the movie is all about something — or someone — going out with a bang.