End of the Century is not as impactful as it could have been, but it builds an evocative atmosphere that explores the road not travelled.
End of the Century is not as impactful as it could have been, but it builds an evocative atmosphere that explores the road not travelled.
A deranged mix of crime and family drama, propped up by Mackay’s unblinking magnetism, fun and stylish when it’s at its best.
An endearing drama about friendship in hostile territory.
A tender study of compassion, marred by undefined characters and an absence of critical thinking.
Miss Juneteenth is a discreet, unassuming look at the small triumphs and tragedies that make up every person’s life, and the circumstances that end up shaping us, all in a mother’s dedication. It feels real and lived in.
After a slow beginning, Ford v Ferrari turns into a competent sports drama.
Werner Herzog’s latest is a peculiar dance between reality and fiction.
Driveways is not a movie for high drama or transcendental revelations, but it’s a touching slice of life built with naturalistic writing and performances.
Here is a thoughtful, peculiar story, about two friends and a house, and the deep ties between them.
How rare a pleasure, to see a director so confidently in command of his craft, with a cast so in sync with a common vision.