Like most of Sorrentino’s films, Loro is closer to a stylistic orgy than an existential rumination on Italy’s heritage.
A worthy escalation of its predecessor’s sleek charm, John Wick: Chapter 2 is the finest action film since Mad Max: Fury Road.
The film remarkably balances its predecessor’s spartan characterizations and plotting with an expansion of scale.
It spins the narrative of one of the Victorian art world’s most mysterious marriages into a study of life lived and life merely examined.
Working in the most white elephantine of genres, Abel Ferrara has produced one of its few termitic entries.
It moves so playfully and briskly you may not notice its glibness, which may have been director Daniele Luchetti’s intent.