If you go in looking for the same high-octane action as in his other films, you’re not going to get what you expect, but Once Upon A Time In Hollywood is still pure Tarantino.
If you go in looking for the same high-octane action as in his other films, you’re not going to get what you expect, but Once Upon A Time In Hollywood is still pure Tarantino.
“It’s three chords and the truth”, Rose-Lynn says about country, quoting Harlan Howard; too often we think of it as obsessed with blue jeans and pickup trucks, but through Rose-Lynn’s eyes we see that there’s true art beyond that, a soulful longing that doesn’t care if you’re wearing cowboy boots… or if you’re from Scotland.
As played by Stenberg, Starr is a compelling protagonist, wounded but strong, grappling with her fear but also with a burning need to speak the truth.
Genesis is flawed, but it offers a fantastic performance by Théodore Pellerin, images of touching beauty, and québecois.
Even though it seems to run out of steam sometimes, Vita & Virginia is still a touching, if dispassionate, love story that does right by its subjects.
It will break your heart to watch Capharnaum, but you should give yourself to it and go on its journey. Under the hardships it portrays, there is a lifeline of hope and an overwhelming thirst for justice.
Happy As Lazzaro is a very high concept movie, but in order to go for high concept you need to have something strong to say, and I don’t think the whimsy here works for any cohesive message. Unless the message is “slavery is bad”, which isn’t exactly breaking narrative ground.
Antonio Banderas shines with an understated performance in Pain and Glory, a self-reflective study in nostalgia.
God’s Own Country is harsh, but it is also tender, and it’s all the more affecting because it finds hope and love not in a fairy tale but in a story that feels real and lived in. I am sorry I missed it when it came out, because I feel like I lost valuable time where I could have been thinking about it.
High Life tells a story of life in emptiness, of being alone in the void. It is deliberately paced, and mesmerizing in its own way.