God awful releases this week, at least in multiplexes. Tyler Perry is back with The Single Mom’s Club (30), which looks like a form of torture. Bilge Ebiri: “The problem here isn’t the writer-director’s politics, but his stifling lack of imagination, his complete refusal to even attempt narrative dexterity.”
Another complete waste of time seems to be Need for Speed (39). I hate movies about cars to begin with, and this one looks especially bad. Kyle Smith: “Young men and fast cars are automatically stupid together, but even if you set your intelligence level at “off” — and you should — you’ll get a hangover from this cocktail of 200-proof stupid, clinking with moron ice cubes and with an idiot cherry on top.”
The best of the limited releases this week looks to be Le Week-End (72), a sort of Before Midnight for the AARP set, with Jim Broadbent and Lindsay Duncan as a pair celebrating their 30th anniversary in Paris. Jonathan Kiefer: “The great insight in director Roger Michell’s fourth collaboration with writer Hanif Kureishi is its vision of Paris as an arena equally amenable to romantic comedy and sulking tragedy.”
Also this week is Bad Words (58), the directorial debut of Jason Bateman; Better Living Through Chemistry (40), a dramedy; Enemy (61), a psychological thriller directed by Denis Villenueve, with Jake Gyllenhaal; Veronica Mars (62), an update of the TV show–which I’ve never seen; The Art of the Steal (54), with Kurt Russell; Teenage (68), a documentary about the evolution of teen culture; and Exposed (61), a documentary about people who perform naked.