The narrative is just a vehicle for action, the contents of the envelope simply the MacGuffin that drives the plot.
Above all, Compliance is a sadistic exercise in deliberate, relentless unpleasantness.
Laughter and inanity go hand in hand in Akiva Schaffer’s The Watch.
This dry-as-dust enterprise bogs down in an almost total lack of energy and imagination that no amount of faux earnestness can overcome.
The film is a predictable, drawn-out romantic comedy that happens to be set in the shadow of impending apocalypse.
Prashant Bhargava spends his time lensing multihued street processions and offering up shots of kites of all varieties framed against the sunny skies.
A year in the life of a young woman unhappy in love and uncertain in career, the film could easily be faulted for the narrowness of its worldview.