Olivia Wilde creates a kind of sexy monster who may well become one of the most memorable characters you see this year.

This is The Wizard of Oz, only with transactional sex, gangsters, Hollywood misfits, countless pop culture references, and surprise celebrity cameos.

Director Olivia Wilde’s greatest asset is the chemistry among her quartet of performers. It is also worth remembering how committed and versatile Wilde can be as an actress.

It is satirical absurdism cranked up to at least 15, introducing more and more genre-bending gimmicks per scene yet never winking once as the ridiculousness piles up.

For a story that teases some metaphysical quandaries, it is doggedly earthbound.

A quietly powerful debut feature, set in the American West in 2008, at the height of the financial and housing crisis.

James L. Brooks’s new film feels like it was written by an extraterrestrial being who has consumed too much media from the 1990s and 2000s and attempts to re-create how the human species behaves.

An earnest, though innocuous, feel-good movie for the armchair traveler.

People behaving nice and helpful to one another, despite chaos, seems novel these days, perhaps even groundbreaking.