Ad Astra is one of the loneliest science-fiction films I’ve seen, and also a thought-provoking, essential deconstruction of masculinity and loneliness.
Quietly, slowly, Portrait of a Lady on Fire paints a lavish picture of love and friendship, as intellectual as it is passionate.
Deux Moi is a tender exploration of mental health and loneliness, a story that stays away from melodrama in favor of nuance.
This is an odd film. Just under (under!) 90 minutes, with barely any dialogue, stretching over a period of at most two days, only a handful of characters and the briefest of backstories, it is so focused and so tightly wound that it comes and goes almost before you can get your bearings.
Who can resist a chance to gawk at beautiful Gothic mansions and expensive dresses while coming out in favor of overthrowing the rich?
What Late Night has going for it is the charisma of its two leads, Mindy Kaling (who also writes) and Emma Thompson, two diametrically opposed characters that bring the film to life when they’re butting heads. The rest of the time, though, the movie goes languid and sort of rolls forward until the next beat.