JIM & ANDY: THE GREAT BEYOND Review
A fascinating but sparse documentary that combines talking-head interviews with a plethora of archival footage.
A fascinating but sparse documentary that combines talking-head interviews with a plethora of archival footage.
Murder on the Orient Express winds up on that mid-level ground: mixing vivid visuals with a obligated script, quick line readings with sluggish storytelling, and a crackerjack caper with an uninspired mood.
Most Beautiful Island has many illusions to perform, nerves to rattle and setpieces to conjure up.
Novitiate is a movie of allusions, as the characters in its story become pieces with which we can examine the bigger changes outside the convent walls.
I stand in awe at Geostorm, a film so ludicrously broken, so haphazardly smashed together, so unrepentantly clichéd, so brutally incoherent, so hilariously self-serious, that it crosses the boundaries of terrible, smashes through the meager definitions of good and bad or right and wrong, transforms itself in the interim, and becomes phenomenal.
Sylvio becomes a fascinating individual, managing to escape the cornering of what could have been a single-joke idea and instead anchoring a sly and effective comedy.
Tragedy Girls digs into the commodification of mass grief and hysteria that marks the town’s usable reactions to the deaths.
Battle of the Sexes plays like its own outline, dutifully moving from scene to scene under the most workmanlike of precisions.
The first half of Soy Nero is a good movie about a young, undocumented immigrant who navigates a labyrinthine system in a quest to achieve citizenship. The second half is an efficient, bracing war film about a small band of soldiers who are ambushed and have to navigate a desolate, dangerous desert.
Here is a movie begging to be edited, boiled down to its essence, relieved from the languid cross it must bear running at feature length.
With such a clunky script, it’s all window-dressing for a rather empty interior.
England is Mine is an uncharacteristically prescient and upfront name for a movie that isn’t even a fraction as bold.
CLASH clears away ideological nitpicking in favor of a constrained character study.
California Typewriter lives and dies on the visible passion of its interviewees, and the implied passion of its director.
Justin Chon's GOOK presents a consistent and well developed creative vision