This relentlessly cruel rejiggering makes every Evil Dead film before seem like Sunday school.
Self-reinforcement can start in different ways, such as a roomful of laughter.
The ambivalence with which the film treats its main character’s revelation proves rich with complication and offers a new intervention into a genre we thought we’d fully internalized.
‘Melting Ink’ Review: Dominik Graf’s Essay Film Is a Heady Reiteration of Settled History
Melting Ink’s abstract image of the past is in the present, where the currents of history converge.
We begin, as we always do, with the categories that are actually fun to predict.
Ant-Man and the Wasp: Quantumania Review: A Depressing Start to the MCU’s Fifth Phase
In comparison to its predecessors, Quantumania is laborious and self-serious to a fault.
The film is so riddled with noir clichés that one may initially take it for a genre parody.
Emily takes advantage of the leeway for speculation afforded by its subject’s reclusive nature.
Despite a few too-obvious twists, the whole operation goes down with charm and style.
By never committing to neo-screwball antics nor a more serious analysis of codependency, the film ends up stranded in emotional ambiguity.
The film is a sensitive character study disguised as an unnerving exercise in body horror.
Consecration ends up not just gimmicky but derivative of Christopher Smith’s own prior work.
With The Outwaters, the found-footage horror film has unexpectedly found its trippy, unmooring, ultraviolent answer to the cosmic horror of H.P. Lovecraft.
One might say that the IFFR puts the “jaws of life” to the test on cinema.
The film is best enjoyed by wallowing in the lushness of its fabrics, sartorial and symbolic alike.
The film’s unifying theme is the egocentrism and inevitable violence of masculinity.
The film’s weighing of individual right to life against global survival isn’t an easy exchange.
The film is a haunting portrait of a distinctly American psyche.
The film’s depiction of the fear and uncertainty of motherhood gives in to monotony.
Rye Lane Review: Raine Allen-Miller’s Love Letter to South London Is Written in Crayon
Rye Lane’s caricatured portrait of London fails to make its central romance truly resonate.
Eric Gavel’s Full Time is more of a nail-biter than the thrillers it takes its breakneck pacing from.