The show’s third and final season struggles to consistently build gripping stories for its vivid characters to inhabit.
The Ballad of Buster Scruggs is a silly, mood-shifting shaggy-dog anthology that feels at once structurally ambitious and almost perfunctory.
Jonathan and Josh Baker’s Kin resembles a TV pilot that’s been released into theaters as a standalone property.
MacLaren elaborates on her decision to rhyme a character’s slow walk down a corridor with a scene from the show’s first episode.
Unwitting transformation is on display throughout the season finale of The Deuce.
The pimps are the first to face eradication by the proliferation of porn and brothels.
The episode’s most pivotal scene is a court ruling to drop charges against a group of pornographers.
The latest episode of The Deuce is in many ways the most pessimistic hour of the series so far.
Pasts, presents, and futures are illustrated simultaneously, all balanced on the razor’s edge of Times Square.
The latest episode of The Deuce illustrates that a glass ceiling exists even in society’s cellar.
The episode will likely be unbowed by one pimp’s knife, whenever he finally spies them on the horizon.
It perfectly communicates the surreal hell of what the original production of The Room must have been like.
The first episode of The Deuce introduces outsiders striving for success in their own illicit framework.
Throughout the film, Werner Herzog appears to be straining to impersonate his idea of classical studio craftsmanship.
The Institute seems constantly on the verge of dipping into spoof, though of what exactly is difficult to say.
Bits of editorializing dialogue throughout In Dubious Battle suggest the resonant film that might’ve been.
Justin Kelly’s film is more interested in rushing through the narrative’s events than contemplating their environment.
The film is amiable thanks to the commitment of its lead actors and its refusal to condescend to its characters.
For a film that warns against believing in a mirage, Burn Country seems all too comfortable perpetuating one.
It’s difficult to find a reason for the film’s existence beyond a spoiled platform for James Franco’s ersatz boldness.