Joe Talbot’s film is a melancholic reflection on gentrification and urban black experience.
Though the film is ostensibly a political thriller, it more often plays like an adaptation of a trashy romance novel.
The will-they-won’t-they of the film is a non-starter, and as such the film’s climax is stripped of suspense.
“Maybe I don’t want to meet someone who shares my interests. I hate my interests.” Steve Buscemi speaks for us all.
In The Americans, of course, protecting one’s family and serving one’s country are consistently at loggerheads.
Adam Bock’s plays need to be handled as delicately as someone balancing an egg on a spoon from room to room.
Silver City is about a prefab political puppet and the Haliburton-like corporation that pulls his strings.
Sam Mendes’s slick American Beauty doesn’t age well.
Ghost World is a beautiful evocation of the ghostly nature of love, loss, and ultimately memory itself.