Sometimes Just Mercy gets lost in the abstract; it is at its strongest when it is angry.
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.
Consequences is a rough experience in a ruthless environment, but its regard is clear-eyed and energetic. It is a tale of survival in a violent, hypermasculine world.
The Souvenir is a different kind of love story: a look at a toxic relationship, how they happen, and why people stay in them despite a million obvious reasons not to.
Here’s a story about being foreign, especially about being foreign in your own family. The Farewell is a sharp but grounded observant of the family dynamics in the face of tragedy.
What elevates 1917, to me, is that in the middle of all the action, it is a touchingly human film.
Her Smell left me completely exhausted and more than a little dazed, but Elisabeth Moss’ work in this film is colossal.