Leigh Whannell and Elisabeth Moss have teamed up to reinvent The Invisible Man as an effective representation of gaslighting and online abuse.
The Last Thing He Wanted is a jumbled mess that starts out as a journalism story, shifts into a thriller, and doesn’t commit to either premise.
Watching The Nightingale is a harrowing experience. It for sure makes an impact, but its lingering misanthropy reduces its value.
Deliberately, unabashedly ugly, The Lighthouse is not an easy watch, but a striking exercise in claustrophobia that is sure to leave a mark.
Queen & Slim is a moody film with superb photography, even if sometimes it is weighed down by its own style.
Sometimes Just Mercy gets lost in the abstract; it is at its strongest when it is angry.
Horse Girl starts out well enough, as a seemingly thoughtful character study, but quickly gets lost in sophomoric conspiracy theories.
Uncut Gems stressed me out, in the best possible way.
Judy is a mostly by-the-numbers biopic, propelled by a star performance, with not much to say.
Waves is almost two movies in one. The first is dynamic, energetic, and stressful; the second is slow, melancholy, and contemplative. Both are full of life and emotion.