by Michael S. Goldberger, film critic Because in truth there is humor, in “I Love You, Man” there is hilarity. Mining an untapped wealth of philosophy about male friendship,...
By Michael S. Goldberger, film critic Finally, someone’s gotten this comic book-to-film thing right, or at least as right as the transport of different mediums, philosophies and the very definition of art itself...
By Michael S. Goldberger, film critic Several years back, a N.Y. Times columnist eloquently worried that emerging writers concerned with those lucrative motion picture rights...
By Michael S. Goldberger, film critic By now you’ve been inundated with Oscar picks. It has become a full-fledged pastime, a key component of that unofficial holiday between St. Valentine’s Day and St. Patrick’s...
By Michael S. Goldberger, film critic Too bad for Renée Zellweger. Plopped into a production company of virtual unknowns, aided only by co-star Harry Connick, Jr., she’s expected to...
By Michael S. Goldberger, film critic You couldn’t tell my Dad wrestling was fake. In his favorite chair, our little dog Tibble on his lap, he’d root with a fervor that we...