Review: ‘Mank’ teeters on the edge of pure hagiography
The films of David Fincher are so unique and identifiable (the murky green tint helps) that it’s easy to forget he’s a studio director. Not a single one of his…
The films of David Fincher are so unique and identifiable (the murky green tint helps) that it’s easy to forget he’s a studio director. Not a single one of his…
To the woefully uncoordinated (a club of which I am a lifetime member), drumming is a feat just short of a miracle. Major props to Riz Ahmed, then, for learning…
This year’s Ammonite and last year’s Portrait of a Lady on Fire have a lot in common. Both of them are about a forbidden romance between two women, one a…
Reviewing movies during an ever-worsening pandemic can feel a bit hazardous. That partly comes down to a weird awards show rule: in order for a movie to qualify for the…
Eavesdrop on 10 film school dorm rooms and you’ll overhear eight guys saying “dude, we should write and direct a film starring us as ourselves.” (The ninth room was film…
Come Play has a lot in common with the 2016 horror movie Lights Out. Both were based on short, proof-of-concept horror films that landed the directors an opportunity to expand…
Disclaimer: I had surgery right before the brief window in which critics could screen this movie, so I both watched it and wrote this review on heavy painkillers. My brain…
Have you heard there’s a pandemic going on? Yes, it may come as a shock, but hear me out: while most of us are frolicking outside and remaining gainfully employed,…
In 1997, two Black parents named Sibil and Robert Richardson attempted a bank robbery. It didn’t go their way. Sibil took a plea deal and served three and a half…
The Cronenberg name has a different kind of cultural currency these days. Once immediately evocative of stomach-churning classics like Crash (not the 2004 one) and The Fly (not the 1958…
You have to stare death in the eyes. Even if you have the privilege to avert your gaze until your last moment, we all have to stare it down at…
Sofia Coppola’s On the Rocks may only be a follow-up to Lost in Translation in spirit, but the connection between the movies runs deep. When Coppola was workshopping her script…