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In late 1941, two Czech agents (Cil­lian Mur­phy and Jamie Dor­nan) parachute into Ger­man-oc­cu­pied Cze­choslo­vakia on a mis­sion to as­sas­si­nate SS Gen­eral Rein­hard Hey­drich (Detlef Bothe). The film is based on the true story of Op­er­a­tion An­thro­poid; Hey­drich was the main ar­chi­tect of the Fi­nal So­lu­tion as well as the head of Nazi forces in the agents’ home­land. Rated R. 120 min­utes. Re­gal DeVar­gas. (Not re­viewed)


Par­ent­ing can be an emo­tional trial, be­tween the end­less lo­gis­tics, the con­stant ex­pec­ta­tions of per­fec­tion, and the damn­ing judg­ment of mom-and-pop peers. This com­edy sticks a pin in the cult of par­ent­ing, cast­ing Mila Ku­nis as a mother stretched so thin she fi­nally snaps. Along with two friends (Kathryn Hahn and Kris­ten Bell), she takes a walk on the wild side of moth­er­hood, com­plete with reck­less­ness and ex­ces­sive drink­ing. This be­hav­ior even­tu­ally puts her at odds with an up­tight PTA pres­i­dent (the al­ways-great Christina Ap­ple­gate). The movie’s an­tics can get ob­nox­ious, but it’s still a kick to watch an R-rated movie about fig­ur­ing out how to be the best mom you can be. Ku­nis is ter­rific — she and the screen­play ground all of the naughty be­hav­ior with a strong emo­tional core, which makes the whole movie work. Rated R. 100 min­utes. Re­gal Sta­dium 14; Dream­Catcher. (Robert Ker)


This movie is not ex­actly a re­make of the 1959 Charl­ton He­ston epic but rather a dif­fer­ent adap­ta­tion of the 1880 Lew Wal­lace novel on which both films are based. In this telling, the role of Je­sus Christ (Ro­drigo San­toro) is much more prom­i­nent. Jack Hus­ton plays the ti­tle char­ac­ter, a Ro­man no­ble­man framed for a crime by his brother (Toby Gebbell). Af­ter sur­viv­ing years of slav­ery, he at­tempts re­venge through a char­iot race. Along the way, his life is changed through the teach­ings of Je­sus.Rated PG-13. 124 min­utes. Screens in 3-D and 2-D at Re­gal Sta­dium 14. Screens in 2-D only at Dream­Catcher. (Not re­viewed)


This Span­ish drama, based on the 1933 tragedy Blood Wed­ding by Fed­erico Gar­cía Lorca, cen­ters on a woman (Inma Cuesta) who is set to marry one man (Asier Etx­e­an­dia) but still loves

an­other (Álex Gar­cía). Just be­fore the wed­ding, a beg­gar ap­pears at the bride-to-be’s door, sug­gests that she not marry her prospec­tive groom if she doesn’t love him, and gives her two crys­tal dag­gers. Not rated. 93 min­utes. In Span­ish with sub­ti­tles. Jean Cocteau Cinema. (Not re­viewed)


Woody Allen’s lat­est teems with themes, plots, and sub­plots dear to his phi­los­o­phy as well as the kind of easy­go­ing sto­ry­telling rhythms and deft wise­cracks that have be­come a trade­mark of his style at its best. Here we have a crazy, funny con­coc­tion of in­ter­re­lated sto­ries built around Bobby Dorf­man (Jesse Eisen­berg), a Brook­lyn kid who tries his luck in the dream fac­tory of Hol­ly­wood in the ’30s and then re­turns to the real enchanted city of New York. He falls in love with a pretty sec­re­tary, Von­nie (Kris­ten Ste­wart), and gets shown the Hol­ly­wood ropes by his Un­cle Phil (Steve Carell), a name-drop­ping su­per-agent. Back in the Big Ap­ple, he goes into the night­club busi­ness with his hood­lum brother Ben (Corey Stoll). There’s ro­mance, be­trayal, fam­ily, re­li­gion, mur­der, and fab­u­lous mu­sic, and it’s all seen through the peerless lens of cin­e­matog­ra­pher Vit­to­rio Storaro. Rated PG-13. 96 min­utes. Vi­o­let Crown. (Jonathan Richards)


When three friends break into the home of an el­derly blind man (Stephen Lang), they think they’re on the way to a quick rob­bery and a mas­sive, easy score. Their plans go awry when the man kills one of them and traps the oth­ers in­side. From there, the chase is on, as the two re­main­ing friends try to evade the man, who pos­sesses both keen hear­ing and some dark se­crets. The sim­ple premise is en­gag­ing, and di­rec­tor Fede Al­varez is up to the chal­lenge, swoop­ing the camera around the house in such a way that view­ers have a good sense of where ev­ery­one’s hid­ing and how im­me­di­ate the dan­ger is. Too bad we’re forced to endure a gross plot twist and nu­mer­ous false end­ings that ruin the film’s early good­will. Rated R. 88 min­utes. Re­gal Sta­dium 14; Dream­Catcher. (Robert Ker)


Mike Bir­biglia (Sleep­walk With Me) ex­am­ines the frag­ile Eden of a not-so-young-any­more New York City im­prov troupe ded­i­cated to mak­ing peo­ple laugh ev­ery night, with­out a script and with­out a net. When the lease on their theater is can­celed and one of their num­ber (Kee­gan-Michael Key) makes the leap to Week­end Live (think

Satur­day Night Live), jeal­ousies and thwarted am­bi­tions eat away at the oth­ers. There are nicely de­fined per­for­mances through­out and some clever mo­ments on­stage and off; and the story is a lov­ing tribute to the rules and prac­tice of the form, as de­fined in the ’50s by peo­ple like Del Close, Elaine May, and Santa Fe’s late Ted Flicker. But the strength of this touch­ing film is in its re­la­tion­ships and its dreams; the in­spired hys­te­ria of great im­pro­vi­sa­tional com­edy never quite takes off. Rated R. 92 min­utes. Re­gal DeVar­gas. (Jonathan Richards)


This am­bi­tious as­sault on the halls of high fi­nance looks at the world through a per­cep­tive fem­i­nist lens. Its cen­tral char­ac­ter, Naomi Bishop, is a tough top-level in­vest­ment banker in a male-dom­i­nated world. Writ­ten, di­rected, and pro­duced by women, the movie is most no­table for mak­ing the viewer con­stantly aware of the gen­der dif­fer­ences men and women bring to in­ter­per­sonal and busi­ness re­la­tion­ships. If it ul­ti­mately suc­ceeds more on a the­matic than a dra­matic level, it is no dis­credit to the strong, mostly fe­male cast led by Santa Fe’s Anna Gunn (Break­ing Bad) and the thought­ful di­rec­tion by Meera Menon. Rated R. 100 min­utes. Re­gal DeVar­gas. (Jonathan Richards)


This fol­low-up to the 2003 smash Find­ing Nemo is fairly unin­spired. It cen­ters on Dory, the for­get­ful blue fish voiced by Ellen De­Generes. In a rare in­stance when Dory’s mem­ory works, she re­calls that her fam­ily lives in the Mon­terey area and sets out to find them, aided by old friends Marlin (Al­bert Brooks) and Nemo (Hay­den Ro­lence). The an­i­ma­tion is col­or­ful, there are some in­ven­tive bits, and an oc­to­pus named Hank (Ed O’Neill) nearly steals the show. At­tempts to muster fresh en­ergy never quite take off, so it will please kids more than adults. Rated PG. 103 min­utes. Screens in 2-D only at Re­gal Sta­dium 14; Vi­o­let Crown. (Robert Ker)


Meryl Streep crafts an odd but ap­peal­ing char­ac­ter out of the New York so­cialite who in the 1930s and ’40s earned renown as the world’s worst con­cert singer. Di­rected by Stephen Frears, this highly fic­tion­al­ized tale (ever so se­lec­tively “based on the in­spir­ing true story”) also elic­its a more sym­pa­thetic por­trayal than you might think likely from Hugh Grant, who plays the hus­band who sup­ports her un­bounded as­pi­ra­tions and en­forces unswerv­ing de­vo­tion from those she seeks to im­press. Si­mon Hel­berg, as her ac­com­pa­nist, helps glue the movie to­gether; he ac­tu­ally plays the piano, and his re­ac­tions to sounds em­a­nat­ing from “Lady Florence” ex­em­plify stunned dis­be­lief. Streep sings her own bits, con­vey­ing the diva’s dis­tinc­tive style with élan. Rated PG-13. 110 min­utes. Re­gal DeVar­gas; Vi­o­let Crown. (James M. Keller)


Robert De Niro won an Academy Award for get­ting in the ring and play­ing pugilist Jake LaMotta in 1980’s Rag­ing Bull. Now seventy-three years old, De Niro finds him­self in an an­other movie based on a real-life boxer, this time play­ing the el­derly trainer. He por­trays Ray Ar­cel, the man who helped guide Pana­ma­nian boxer Roberto Durán (Édgar Ramirez) to glory in the 1970s and ’80s. Along the way, the two men trans­form each other’s lives. Rated R. 105 min­utes. Re­gal Sta­dium 14; Vi­o­let Crown; Dream­Catcher. (Not re­viewed)


Two broth­ers (Chris Pine and Ben Fos­ter) take to rob­bing banks while two ex­pe­ri­enced law­men (Jeff Bridges and Gil Birm­ing­ham) doggedly pur­sue them. As a heist-ac­tion film, the story of­fers lit­tle that’s new, but Tay­lor Sheri­dan’s in­sight­ful script and David Mackenzie’s deft di­rec­tion trans­form the story into an in­volv­ing drama about the bonds of love and loy­alty and the lengths to which modern-day out­laws and law­men will go to up­hold their re­spec­tive codes of the West. New Mexico dou­bles for Texas in the film, and it looks pretty darn re­al­is­tic at that. Rated R. 102 min­utes. Re­gal DeVar­gas; Vi­o­let Crown (Robert Nott)


This movie opens with Paula Hall (Rachel House) de­liv­er­ing the pudgy, sullen thir­teen-year-old Ricky (new­comer Ju­lian Den­ni­son) into the hands of his lastchance fos­ter fam­ily, the re­mote bush-dwelling farm cou­ple Bella (Rima Te Wi­ata) and her hus­band, the grumpy old Hec (Sam Neill). Ricky runs away. He gets hope­lessly lost and is found by savvy woods­man Hec. But Hec is in­jured, and the two have to hole up in the woods while he heals. The au­thor­i­ties as­sume kid­nap­ping and worse, and a mas­sive man­hunt ensues. The movie fol­lows as the two tra­verse the New Zealand bush. All this is in the in­ven­tive hands of Kiwi writer-di­rec­tor Taika Waititi. It’s the well-worn story of the grad­ual, grudg­ing bond­ing of a cur­mud­geon and a kid, but told with a deep reser­voir of charm and sur­prise. Rated PG-13. 101 min­utes. Cen­ter for Con­tem­po­rary Arts. (Jonathan Richards)


It’s now been 12 years since the orig­i­nal Ice Age film, and the se­ries is still go­ing strong de­spite the fact that Amer­i­cans are no longer ter­ri­bly pas­sion­ate about it. The rest of the world, how­ever, made the last film a smash and still loves that an­i­mated mam­moth (Ray Ro­mano), saber­toothed tiger (De­nis Leary), and sloth (John Leguizamo), so the fran­chise keeps march­ing on. This time, their ad­ven­tures find them up against a me­teor on a crash course with the planet. Rated PG. 94 min­utes. Screens in 2-D only at Re­gal Sta­dium 14. (Not re­viewed)


In this tense and trou­bling drama, French di­rec­tor Anne Fon­taine re­vis­its a doc­u­mented hor­ror from the im­me­di­ate af­ter­math of World War II, when a re­mote Pol­ish con­vent was in­vaded by oc­cu­py­ing Soviet troops who re­peat­edly raped the nuns, leav­ing many of them preg­nant. Mathilde (Lou de Laâge), a young French doc­tor, must sneak away from her du­ties at the Red Cross to de­liver a baby. The Mother Abbess (Agata Kulesza) re­sists out­side in­ter­fer­ence in con­vent mat­ters — ex­po­sure of their sit­u­a­tion could re­sult in disgrace and the clos­ing of the place. This is a story of choices and the ab­sence of choice, of night­mar­ish fun­da­men­tal­ist con­vic­tion, su­per­sti­tion, and the hor­ror of phys­i­cal abuse. Only at the end does it steer into the shal­lows of screen­play con­trivance. The per­for­mances and the di­rec­tion are pow­er­ful, and Caro­line Cham­petier’s cin­e­matog­ra­phy, which paints the con­vent in chilly blues and lo­cates it in a maze of for­est, is stun­ning. Rated PG-13. 115 min­utes. In Pol­ish, Rus­sian, and French with sub­ti­tles. The Screen. (Jonathan Richards)


In the lat­est in­stall­ment of the pop­u­lar fran­chise, Matt Da­mon is Bourne again, and once more, di­rec­tor Paul Green­grass at the helm. This time, Bourne has most of his mem­ory in­tact, and he at­tempts to learn more about his past while be­ing pur­sued by a shadow or­ga­ni­za­tion called Iron­hand. Tommy Lee Jones and Ali­cia Vikan­der co-star. Rated PG-13. 123 min­utes. Re­gal Sta­dium 14. (Not re­viewed)


This stop-mo­tion-an­i­mated ad­ven­ture cen­ters on a young Ja­panese boy named Kubo (voiced by Art Parkin­son), who ac­ci­den­tally sum­mons an an­gry spirit and then must set off on a jour­ney to stop it. Char­l­ize Theron and Matthew McConaughey voice the Mon­key and the Beetle, re­spec­tively, who help him on this path. Rated PG. 101 min­utes. Screens in 3-D and 2-D at Re­gal Sta­dium 14. Screens in 2-D only at Vi­o­let Crown; Dream­Catcher. (Not re­viewed)


When his fa­ther dies, strug­gling ac­tor Brian (Greg Kin­n­ear) in­her­its his dad’s place in Brook­lyn and moves the fam­ily, in­clud­ing thir­teen-year-old Jake (Theo Taplitz), into the build­ing. The flat comes with a store­front oc­cu­pied by a feisty Chilean seam­stress, Leonor (Paulina Gar­cía). We

don’t know how long she’s been there, and the old man never raised her rent, but that’s about to change in a rapidly gen­tri­fy­ing Brook­lyn. Leonor’s son Tony (Michael Bar­bieri) and Jake hit it off im­me­di­ately, and as the boys’ friend­ship deep­ens, the adults’ re­la­tion­ship grows frostier. The feud be­comes a tri­an­gle, with the sad-eyed Brian pit­ted against the an­tag­o­nis­tic Leonor and the kids giv­ing their par­ents the si­lent treat­ment. Rated PG. 85 min­utes. Cen­ter for Con­tem­po­rary Arts. (Jonathan Richards)

The in­ter­net is the ve­hi­cle for a stim­u­lat­ing look at where we are on our hu­man jour­ney. Di­rec­tor Werner Her­zog is a provo­ca­teur, ask­ing sci­en­tists, engi­neers, hack­ers, and en­trepreneurs ques­tions that force us to care­fully con­sider the un­wieldy global sys­tem we have cre­ated. He pro­vides an ob­jec­tive look at the good and the bad of the on­line world, from ad­vance­ments in ar­ti­fi­cial in­tel­li­gence, dream re­search, and tech­nolo­gies to cy­ber­bul­ly­ing, com­puter hack­ing, and the de­struc­tive na­ture of so­lar flares. Lo and Be­hold doesn’t cel­e­brate or con­demn the in­ter­net, but it re­veals ways we’ve be­come de­pen­dent on it. Her­zog asks us to take an ob­jec­tive look at a chaotic global sys­tem that may be chang­ing our very na­ture. It’s fas­ci­nat­ing and fright­en­ing. Rated PG-13. 98 min­utes. Cen­ter for Con­tem­po­rary Arts. (Michael Abatemarco)


This se­quel to the 2011 ac­tion film The Mechanic (it­self a re­make of a 1972 Charles Bron­son film) finds Ja­son Statham re­turn­ing as hit­man Arthur Bishop, now re­tired. When his girl­friend (Jes­sica Alba) is kid­napped, he must put his as­sas­sin’s gloves back on and per­form three ex­e­cu­tions around the world to save her. Tommy Lee Jones and Michelle Yeoh costar. Rated R. 99 min­utes. Re­gal Sta­dium 14. (Not re­viewed)


Cel­list Yo-Yo Ma, charis­matic and in­tro­spec­tive in this doc­u­men­tary, unites mu­si­cians from around the world (with a em­pha­sis on the Mid­dle East and Asia) as the Silk Road Ensem­ble. The en­gross­ing film high­lights var­i­ous mu­si­cians, in­clud­ing Chi­nese pipa player Wu Man and Ira­nian ka­mancheh player Kay­han Kal­hor, and ties it to­gether with out­stand­ing pho­tog­ra­phy, crisp edit­ing, and pre­dictably won­der­ful mu­sic. Rated PG-13. 96 min­utes. Cen­ter for Con­tem­po­rary Arts. (Robert Ker) This movie imag­ines a sprawl­ing vir­tual-real­ity game that peo­ple play on their phones. A young woman (Emma Roberts) finds her­self com­pelled to pair up with a stranger (Dave Franco) in an in­creas­ingly dan­ger­ous mis­sion where their fi­nal goal might be their very survival. Rated PG-13. 96 min­utes. Re­gal DeVar­gas. (Not re­viewed) This clas­sic body-switch­ing com­edy stars Kevin Spacey as Tom Brand, a bil­lion­aire who has ne­glected his fam­ily while tend­ing to his busi­ness em­pire. En­ter a mys­ti­cal pet-store owner (Christo­pher Walken), who trans­forms Tom into a house cat so that he can use the ex­pe­ri­ence to grow closer to his fam­ily. Jen­nifer Gar­ner also stars. Rated PG. 87 min­utes. Dream­Catcher. (Not re­viewed)


This re­make of Dis­ney’s 1977 fea­ture com­bines live ac­tion and com­puter an­i­ma­tion and fo­cuses on a woman (Bryce Dal­las Howard) who en­coun­ters young Pete (Oakes Fe­g­ley) in the woods, where he has lived for years with the help of his dragon, and at­tempts to learn Pete’s iden­tity. Karl Ur­ban and Robert Red­ford co-star. Rated PG. 102 min­utes. Screens in 2-D only at Re­gal Sta­dium 14; Vi­o­let Crown; Dream­Catcher. (Not re­viewed)


Ralph Fi­ennes smiles, and mur­ders while he smiles, as he as­sumes the twisted frame and warped soul of Shake­speare’s arch vil­lain, a man who won’t be dis­cour­aged by his low stand­ing on the lad­der of succession to the English throne. Un­der the skill­ful di­rec­tion of Ru­pert Goold (King Charles III), the per­for­mances are out­stand­ing from top to bot­tom. Fi­ennes’ Richard is malev­o­lent, mis­an­thropic, and star­tlingly mat­ter-of-fact, even as he schemes and as­sas­si­nates and rapes his way through the fam­ily to get his hands on the crown. The women, start­ing with Vanessa Red­grave, are su­perb, and the qual­ity never slack­ens through the cast. The pro­duc­tion at Lon­don’s Almeida Theatre was filmed live in July for world­wide broad­cast, and that record­ing is what is now in cine­mas. The pro­gram, with an in­tro­duc­tion and an in­ter­mis­sion, runs well over three hours, but it moves flu­idly and doesn’t lose its grip. Not rated. 197 min­utes. The Screen. (Jonathan Richards)


This pro­fan­ity-laden an­i­mated fea­ture stars a sausage named Frank (voiced by co-writer Seth Ro­gen), who lives in a gro­cery store. Frank yearns to get to­gether with his crush, a cur­va­ceous bun named Brenda (Kris­ten Wiig), in the glo­ri­ous world be­yond the store’s doors. How­ever, when he dis­cov­ers the real­ity of his lot in life — that he ex­ists only to be eaten by hu­mans — he strives to alert his obliv­i­ous food friends to the truth and es­cape this fate. What could be an od­dball ex­am­i­na­tion of the use­ful­ness of faith to make it through life is buried be­neath an avalanche of old, un­funny stereo­types and meant-to-shock mo­ments of im­ma­tu­rity. A few good gags and some ex­cel­lent voice­work, such as Ed­ward Nor­ton’s Woody Allen im­pres­sion as the voice of a bagel, can’t save this movie from the compost heap. Rated R. 89 min­utes. Re­gal Sta­dium 14; Dream­Catcher. (Robert Ker)


What mis­chief goes on when hu­mans aren’t around? The first part of this movie is con­tent to imag­ine the shenani­gans your four-legged pals might ac­tu­ally be in­volved in when you close that door. But there are 90 min­utes to fill, and be­fore long, we’re off to car chases, phys­i­cal may­hem, and all sorts of rep­tiles and birds of prey, led by a rogue bunny who has it in for hu­mankind. There are some un­de­ni­ably funny mo­ments but also long stretches where you can check your watch or make men­tal gro­cery lists. The movie is voiced by an all-star cast led by Louis C.K. and Kevin Hart. Rated PG. 90 min­utes. Screens in 2-D only at Re­gal Sta­dium 14. (Jonathan Richards)


Tika Sumpter plays Michelle Robin­son, and Parker Sawyers plays Barack Obama in this imag­i­na­tion of the first date be­tween the fu­ture Pres­i­dent and First Lady, told mostly from Michelle’s per­spec­tive. In the sum­mer of 1989, the two young Har­vard­e­d­u­cated lawyers have a meet-cute on a work as­sign­ment that re­sults in their roam­ing all over Chicago as they grow closer. Who knew where that first bit of flir­ta­tion would lead? Rated PG-13. 84 min­utes. Re­gal DeVar­gas. (Not re­viewed)


In the third in­stall­ment of the Star Trek film fran­chise, the crew of the USS En­ter­prise launches a res­cue mis­sion to the planet Al­tamid, only to find them­selves caught in an am­bush. When alien tough guy Krall (Idris Elba) ran­sacks the En­ter­prise search­ing for a com­po­nent of an an­cient bioweapon, the crew aban­dons ship, and they find them­selves trapped on Al­tamid. Chris Pine (Cap­tain James T. Kirk), Zachary Quinto (Mr. Spock), Karl Ur­ban (Doc­tor “Bones” McCoy), Zoe Sal­dana (Lieu­tenant Uhura), Si­mon Pegg (Scotty), and the late An­ton Yelchin (Chekov) all reprise their roles, and the film bal­ances the ac­tion with plenty of char­ac­ter de­vel­op­ment, in­trigue, and in­ter­nal con­flict. Rated PG-13. 122 min­utes. Screens in 2-D only at Vi­o­let Crown. (Michael Abatemarco)


This trashy (in a mostly good way) story of a bunch of dan­ger­ous crim­i­nals who are forced by the gov­ern­ment to fight su­per­pow­ered vil­lains nails its cast­ing — Will Smith as the sharp­shoot­ing Dead­shot, Margot Rob­bie as ni­hilis­tic Har­ley Quinn, and Vi­ola Davis as the no-non­sense bu­reau­crat Amanda Waller, all of whom are ex­cel­lent. How­ever, di­rec­tor David Ayer sends them on a mis­sion that isn’t ex­cit­ing and is ren­dered in a murky vis­ual pal­ette, lead­ing up to a for­get­table cli­max. He tries to usher the plot and too many char­ac­ter in­tro­duc­tions along by us­ing dozens of pop­u­lar rock and rap songs, but the re­sult is a mess. Still, healthy seeds are planted for a su­pe­rior se­quel, and the box of­fice num­bers sug­gest that we’ll get one. Rated PG-13. 130 min­utes. Screens in 2-D only at Re­gal Sta­dium 14; Vi­o­let Crown; Dream­Catcher. (Robert Ker)


Di­rec­tor Todd Phillips (the Han­gover tril­ogy) gets slightly more se­ri­ous with this tale, based loosely on ac­tual events, of two am­bi­tious young men (Jonah Hill and Miles Teller) who score a lu­cra­tive arms con­tract from the Amer­i­can gov­ern­ment. As they try to make good on their end of the deal and sup­ply weapons to U.S. al­lies in Afghanistan, they find them­selves in ca­hoots with some shady peo­ple and in some dan­ger­ous sit­u­a­tions. Bradley Cooper also stars. Rated R. 114 min­utes. Re­gal Sta­dium 14; Vi­o­let Crown; Dream­Catcher. (Not re­viewed)

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