Category: Movie Reviews

An affecting portrait of camaraderie, grace, and compassion under crisis. 

Richard Gadd is a bloody artist.

“Michael” isn’t a movie. It’s a filmed playlist in search of a story.

An exhilarating debut that courses with an all-enveloping urgency and life, even if you may occasionally want to look away.

A worthy anti-colonialist statement that harnesses the symbolic virtues of genre cinema for its understandably virulent tone.

It has too much violence for younger children and is unlikely to hold the attention of anyone old enough to read the subtitles. 

Sometimes you enjoy a movie, and you don’t feel good about it in the morning. 

“Mile End Kicks” constructively taps into a specific kind of womanly anger, a kind of earned and silent rage all my fellow females will be familiar with inside and outside of journalism.

You are likely to come away from it feeling slightly disappointed by the pro forma tone that permeates the entire project.

“Erupcja” possesses a kind of indescribable charm.