The Hunger Games return with such a sequel twist that you can't believe writer Suzanne Collins didn't think of film when writing. Catching Fire builds up with all types of subversive messaging which is interesting but also brings into relief the limitations of the genre and film.
Cormac McCarthy’s bones and Ridley Scott's style do not make The Counselor something more than an interesting curiosity. A film that seems destined more to be remembered as that move where Cameron Diaz does that thing with the car than anything else.
When drug agents uncover a plastic wrapped kilo of cocaine one officer will always jab a pocketknife in and taste the goods, usually with their pinky, declaring it to be "pure--good stuff." Why does he know what good stuff tastes like?