Blindspotting is a total experience. When it often seems like the studios bankroll only sequels, remakes and reboots, it is a breath of fresh air to see talented artists blazing their own path to do something new and bold.
The pleasure in The Land of Steady Habits, written and directed by Nicole Holofcener, is in seeing Ben Mendelsohn unmoored, trying to signal ships that already sailed.
Anna Kendrick and Blake Lively, at the very top of their game, make an explosive duo, as intense as they are hilarious.
Thanks to clever writing and editing, virtually the entire action takes place on the computer screen, and while it risked becoming a gimmick this resource is used to its full extent by turning Google searches into an anguished investigation.
Peppermint, so titled because someone utters the word once in it, settles for the Taken formula where a resourceful character is wronged, and then spends an entire movie taking it out on hundreds of faceless goons who are more or less related to the antagonist.
Thunder Road is heartbreaking in all the best ways, it is brutally honest, and it is compassionate. It is a frontal attack on the ideal of masculinity that doesn’t leave any room for vulnerability. It is a hand held out to those who are hurting.
The Lady Eve never gets old, it never loses steam, it never misses a beat. It is the perfect comedy, one that proves that you can indeed have it all.
What’s the word for the feeling when you know something’s about to go wrong, and then it does, but then it gets way worse? Free Fire relishes it.
All right, so this one wasn’t for me. Mute is a jumbled mess, Neflix’s box of tangled cords.
The very first scenes of Burning seem to set the course for a conventional love story, only to pull the rug from under our feet afterwards.