Late Shift
Volpe’s film touches the heart but doesn’t satisfy the appetite for a more comprehensive picture.
Volpe’s film touches the heart but doesn’t satisfy the appetite for a more comprehensive picture.
The images are more than enough reason to put this movie in front of you and stare at it.
It’s like “The Mighty Boosh” staged a performance of “The Bride of Frankenstein,” with an interactive element and an earnest, open heart.
A heartwarming and inspiring story of a woman defying the odds, sexism, and workplace danger to make history.
Its resonances should—I’d say need to—ring some bells here in the ostensible land of the free.
It feels in conversation with Petzold’s other works in a way that informs, rather than atomizes, our understanding of his filmmaking.
Even at its most self-indulgent, there’s something genuinely thrilling in watching Tommy Shelby suit back up again.