Romeo Is Bleeding projects an aura of obsessive self-consciousness that occasionally suggests the superior film that eluded its creators.
Hannibal’s wildly variant, ambitious, possibly final season is sent off in style with a surprisingly thorough home-video package.
Of course, film ain’t fiction, so to speak, and his first book length effort on crime films is like a Webley revolver with a sticky trigger; it works, just not as fluidly or efficiently as one would like.
It's an immersive and harrowing tale of moral decay and conflicted identity.
“Peekaboo” asks a question that’s been hovering around the periphery of the series since it began and asks it fairly directly.