A beyond-twisty thriller co-written by Aaron Sorkin and Scott Frank looks even better now than it did in 1993.

A provocative film goes to extremes—conceptual and otherwise—as it examines rape and revenge.

A washed-up boxer with a taste for the high life turns to a life of crime in Noah Buschel’s old-school film noir, which features a knockout performance by Billy Crudup as gleefully malevolent villain. 

Adding to the ignoble tradition of rape-revenge thrillers, José Manuel Craviato’s misguided, pseudo-feminist bloodbath centers on a woman who turns on her abductor and seeks out other women who have been captured, too. 

A dramatization of the waning power of drug lord Pablo Escobar observes the action from a far distance.

A cross between Heat and Bottle Rocket—but inferior to both—Jay Martin’s debut feature is skillfully directed, but its story of a fresh-faced bumbler trying to carry out a small-town heist could use smarter screenwriting. 

Literary references run amok in Antonia Bogdanovich’s wearying thriller about two brothers (named Samuel and Beckett) who get in over their heads in the L.A. criminal underworld.

Catching Mickey Rourke during his decade as a promising leading man, before his sojourn as a boxer changed his physique and his career, two films revealed his considerable star power while failing to aid his ascendancy. 

In Daniel Petrie, Jr.’s dour indie revenge drama, Scott Eastwood stars as a California surfer whose misguided loyalty to his awful family leads him to pursue the people responsible for his brother’s murder. 

After his 1969 political thriller Z was an international sensation, leftist director Costa-Gavras continued to make movies in the same vein throughout the ’70s, using genre excitement to expose covert abuses of power worldwide. 

After his 1969 political thriller Z was an international sensation, leftist director Costa-Gavras continued to make movies in the same vein throughout the ’70s, using genre excitement to expose covert abuses of power worldwide. 

The latest disaster movie takes a digital trip through a morbid funhouse of collapsing buildings, casually watching people die while ardently focusing on the few one-dimensional characters meant to matter.

Before setting sail from England to Hollywood, Alfred Hitchcock pulled together a Daphne du Maurier adaptation that’s better than its reputation, thanks largely to Charles Laughton’s lead performance. 

A French thriller starring Jean Dujardin tells the story of the French Connection from the other side of the Atlantic.

Writer-director Andrew Niccol (Gattaca) makes a stilted anti-drone argument in fiction form, casting Ethan Hawke as a conflicted, alcoholic Air Force major who wipes out targets via joystick from a bunker in Nevada. 

Despite a wealth of talented women in front of and behind the camera, Amy Berg and Nicole Holofcener’s adaptation of Laura Lippman’s mystery novel follows predictable crime-movie beats in its story of small-town kidnappings. 

Two years after Jaws sparked an eco-horror trend, Colin Eggleston’s distinctive Ozploitation thriller stranded a bickering couple in the forest and had all the local animals go on the attack.

A British crime thriller piles on the dirt, murk, and familiarity.

Adapted from Charles Willeford’s crime novel, George Armitage’s colorful 1990 Florida noir is by turns fizzy and menacing, and a brilliant showcase for Alec Baldwin, Jennifer Jason Leigh, and Fred Ward. 

After a careless accident spoils a hunting trip into a desert area called “The Reach,” a guide (Jeremy Irvine) and his rich client (Michael Douglas) take this dim thriller into The Most Dangerous Game territory.