Owen Wilson goes action dad in this late summer potboiler.
In between his innumerable hooks, Abel Tesfaye finds room to be an interesting pop figure.
Foxygen drummer’s side project might be a kaleidoscope pointed squarely at the past, but at least its colors don’t run.
Lily Tomlin elevates Paul Weitz’s most poignant character study since About a Boy.
On their fourth album, the British rockers lose their manic edge in a sea of production pop.
Forty years and 22 albums later, Lemmy and co. still kick ass.
An unforgettable night to mark the closing of an era.
A quiet look at survivors in a post-apocalyptic world.
The veteran indie rockers’ new covers album is inessential but not entirely dull.
A doomtastic document of recovery and survival.
Carey Mercer and co.’s latest is a large and sacred triumph.
Awfully charming for something that’s eating itself alive from the inside
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