Anthony Hopkins and Jonathan Pryce both give a master class in acting in The Two Popes, which loses steam in its second half but is nonetheless an absorbing discussion.
Greta Gerwig has given new life and a sense of urgency to Little Women, making it feel timely and timeless.
The Rise of Skywalker walks back The Last Jedi by returning time and again to tropes and formulas. I wanted more.
Although a bit too biopic-y at first, Dolemite is my Name finds its footing thanks in no small part to Eddie Murphy’s tremendous energy.
Double Tap is such a direct sequel to Zombieland that it seems barely a year has passed. Gone are the surprise and the edge, but there’s enough left to pass the time.
Marriage Story is delicate and painful, tender and heartbreaking all at the same time, and in its messy complexity it feels true to life.
Les Miserables is a powerful film, one that speaks many different truths and does not pretend to have easy solutions.
The Irishman is the ultimate gangster movie; not necessarily the best, but certainly definitive, with the dramatic weight of a life long lived.
The King is dispassionate, and sometimes drab, but it keeps Shakespeare’s insight and recreates his literary style.
Knives Out has a smart script, a brilliant cast, and a humor as sharp as its title suggest. It is not the whodunit you expect; it is better.