Twelve months after Faye Dunaway announced the wrong best-picture winner, she and Warren Beatty returned Sunday to hand the statue to Guillermo del Toro for “The Shape of Water.”
Christopher Lawrence
Movie and TV critic
Email: clawrence@reviewjournal.com
Phone: (702) 380-4567
Christopher Lawrence escaped his native Kentucky without an accent thanks to the thousands of hours he spent in front of a television as a child. That’s also why he never learned how to ride a bicycle. He’s been writing about TV and movies since his days at Murray State University, when the school’s basketball coach had him reassigned at the student newspaper after just one story about the team. He’s been a professional TV critic since 2000, the Review-Journal’s TV critic since 2005 and its movie critic since 2012.
Amid all the awful news out of Hollywood in recent months, host Jimmy Kimmel has his work cut out for him in trying to create a fun atmosphere at the 90th Oscars.
Students receive training in psychological manipulation and seduction.
Popularity and acclaim are two very different metrics. If they weren’t, McDonald’s would be the best restaurant on the planet.
With the Olympics nearly over, TV is opening its floodgates to new shows now that most viewers have recovered from the thrill of doubles luge.
You know that comedy technique where writers and directors take a joke that’s sort of funny, let it linger until it becomes just mildly amusing, step back while it festers so that it becomes painfully awkward and loses every bit of its appeal before they stretch it so far that it ends up being hilarious?
Feel like you’ve missed most of the nine films nominated for best picture at next weekend’s Oscars? That’s understandable, unless you’ve had plenty of time on your hands since Thanksgiving.
Good news for the manufacturers of bags measuring 12 inches by 12 inches by 6 inches. Bad news for moviegoers without one of those bags.
Vegas Voices is a weekly series featuring notable Las Vegans.
While “The Soup” is gone, Joel McHale is back to save a little piece of my sanity with something very “The Soup”-like: “The Joel McHale Show with Joel McHale.”
If you’re having trouble relating to the jubilation surrounding this weekend’s release of “Black Panther” — the first major comic book movie starring a predominantly black cast — imagine for a moment that we weren’t living in an era in which every couple of months produced a superhero blockbuster starring a white guy named Chris.
Want to see more of “Black Panther”? Like, say, 180 degrees more?
The superhero adventure is an important movie that doesn’t feel like being forced to eat kale, thanks to car chases, shootouts and subtle bursts of humor.
It’s becoming more and more difficult to figure out whether the producers of “Homeland” have some sort of oracle on their writing staff or are simply the beneficiaries of some remarkable coincidences.
Not only is “Fifty Shades Freed” expected to spank the competition at this weekend’s box office, it will tie up the loose ends on an era of moviemaking.