Emily takes advantage of the leeway for speculation afforded by its subject’s reclusive nature.
Surface Review: A Psychological Thriller About Identity That Struggles to Find Itself
Polished and perceptive though it can often be, the series only really scratches the surface level of its own potential.
Though the film is initially hamstrung by a clash of creative visions, its class-consciousness is a welcome twist.
For a while, though, Olivia Colman’s performance carries the film, with little narrative distraction or stylistic conspicuousness.
The thrill of the film’s craftsmanship is inseparable from its main character’s abuse.
The longer you watch Dracula, the more it becomes clear that it isn’t as interested in revitalizing the legend as it is in inoculating it.
If there’s injury done to Edgar Allan Poe’s reputation, it’s a glancing blow, quickly forgotten.
The only pleasure one gets from What’s Your Number? comes from fantasizing about the film that exists in its shadows.
Faster is what would happen if Michael Bay channeled one of Donald Westlake’s Parker novels.