In a powerful documentary, Anthony Weiner shows how he destroyed both self and marriage.

The movie version of a Dave Eggars novel wastes Tom Hanks and leaps headlong into cultural cliché.

The prequel to "Cloverfield" is an ode to the menace of John Goodman, who steals this show.

David Farr's creepy thriller about babies and unstable mothers is at once unsettling but predictable.

Alejandro Amenábar's mediocre devil-worship thriller is really an object lesson in manipulated hysteria.

Ben Wheatley's adaptation of a 1975 J.G. Ballard parable is beautiful to look at but dated in spirit.

Four directors do a good job of situating purgatory on a California highway, until they run out of gas.

Karyn Kusama's horror-thriller has its moments, but fails to make the most of lingering menace.

An outgrowth of British TV, Bharat Nalluri's espionage thriller is direct and workmanlike.

Tom McCarthy's superb "Spotlight" is just as much about journalistic doggedness as sexual abuse.

Ramin Bahrani's movie about eviction woes is a small masterpiece of greed and tension.

Todd Haynes has become an expert in bringing the style and values of the American 1950s to life.