300: Rise of an Empire
In comparison with "300", this insane film is more engaging by dint of being absolutely impossible to take even a little bit seriously.
Philip Seymour Hoffman has died, and many of us are reeling at the loss. He was 46. One of the finest actors of his generation, Hoffman had a vital career on stage and screen. From early in his career, his performances caught the eye of critics, who saw something astonishing. His eyes seemed to invite you, or perhaps insist that you look deep inside. It could be the sly glimmer of Lester Bangs in "Almost Famous", the pain and longing of Scotty J in "Boogie Nights" or the megalomania and hidden desperation of Lancaster Dodd in "The Master", but you always wanted to work out what was going on behind those eyes. Some of the writers at RogerEbert.com will be sharing their thoughts as the day goes on.
Rest in peace, Philip Seymour Hoffman.
Scott Jordan Harris argues that disabled characters should not be played by able-bodied actors.
Chaz writes to Roger about attending the Oscars without him.
Chaz recalls how much Roger loved the Oscars.
Scout Tafoya's video essay series "The Unloved" reconsiders "Tron: Legacy."