Certain historical movements have washed away at something of these films’ shared ideological heft.
After the minor satisfaction of picking up all the video game Easter eggs scattered throughout the film wanes, that eager licensing grates more than anything.
James Bond’s 23rd canon outing is burdened with the weight of 50 years of history.
In places, McDonagh’s follow-up to In Bruges evokes Charlie Kaufmann’s more methodically thought-through structuralist exercises.
If you’re a seasoned fan, or even looking to dig into the series for the first time, Bond 50 is an essential package.
Most compelling in Barbara, Christian Petzold’s latest, is the way the filmmaker adeptly conducts his tides of Cold War paranoia.
Noah Baumbach’s film feels like too perfect a portrait of quarter-life malady, down to the rushed redemptive endnotes and Greta Gerwig’s idealized heroine.
This is a necessary package for any fan of the franchise.
This is a pretty (sub)standard package for a pretty serviceable B movie.
In the general critical conversation surrounding the films of Paul Verhoeven, Total Recall often gets the short shrift.