Theodore Melfi's movie about black women at NASA in the early 1960s is driven by Taraji P. Henson.
Mel Gibson''s return to directing is a World War II epic about a heroic conscientious objector.
Sean Ellis' attempt to recreate the assassination of Reinhard Heydrich is smart but choppy.
Antonio Campos' take on the Christine Chubbock suicide is all about the stunning Rebecca Hall.
Macon Blair channels his inner Coen Brothers vibe to sketch out a screwball noir.
Meera Menon's Wall Street thriller breaks gender stereotypes, with Anna Gunn shining bright.
A punk band "lost" in the Oregon woods opens the door to gleefully gratuitous violence. The end.
Say this about Yeon Sang-ho's seemingly infinite collection of zombies: they keep on coming.
Nicolas Winding Refn's acid trip excoriation of the modeling industry is a sexual muddle.
Yorgos Lanthimos's wondrously bizarre love parable creates a credible alternate universe.
Directed by: Jaume Collet-Serra
Starring: Blake Lively, Óscar Jaenada, Brett Cullen, Sedona Legge
Nancy Adams (Blake Lively) is a Texas surfer chick who decides to visit a desolate stretch of Mexican beach her recently dead mother once frolicked on. When you learn the Gringa surfer is also a medical student whose mother didn't go down without a fight, you know something's brewing,
Spanish director Jaume Collet-Serra takes a few minutes to get into gear, but once he does delivers a tautly minimalist exercise in digital age self-reliance and survival. Prowling these shallows is a wounded shark with a voracious appetite and manic malevolence. Not satisfied with a piece of Nancy's thigh (and the torsos of a few others on the side), it wants the rest of her.
What makes this entirely watchable is Lively, whose "Hunger Games"-era resourcefulness comes up aces. It's just Nancy, the shark, and a sympathetic seagull with a broken wing (oh, and the camcorder). Can Nancy outsmart a predator in its own element and show dad and sis in Galveston that she's got her mother's right stuff? The answer's obvious, since Don't Mess With Texans always stand a fighting chance, especially when they're nice to birds and boys alike. Nancy's worth the price of admission so long as you're not planning a trip to a desolate, tropical beach any time soon. Filmed in Australia.Reviewed by: Marcia Yarrow