An odd, quiet film that is content existing in a feeling, in a moment, centered on a great performance by Kristen Stewart.
All Day and a Night is less than the sum of its parts, a collection of tropes held together by clichés.
There’s material here for good horror, but it lost me along the way.
Three independent stories, told with a style so sober that it sometimes feels cold.
A fantastic portrayal of an all-too-real teenage girl, as sharp as it is endearing.
A cheeky, unabashed sex comedy whose message of inclusiveness is undermined by its decision to cast only able-bodied leads in disabled roles.
Transit builds a tense fraught atmosphere, although it feels like a halfway adaptation, trying to modernize its story without committing to it.
Bacurau starts as an intriging mishmash of genres and styles, but devolves into empty action and noise.
Monos is a visually arresting, if nihilistic, vision of humanity untethered.
As deadly as it is deadpan, The Art of Self-Defense is a wild ride.