Category: Movie Reviews

Lotta sound and fury, but not much signifying. 

May not check off all of your boxes, but it largely succeeds on its own terms.

It’s a lurid, explicitly violent, well-acted, and preposterously plotted fever dream.

It’s a film that tries to serve two masters, and doesn’t have the power to really honor either.

It’s propaganda for household slugs.

It’s a homily, presented with the potency and style of performance poetry. 

A major discovery, handling grief with alluring stylistic choices that enhance the already remarkable narrative.

It’s magical realism that feels more plausible than otherworldly, which makes for a disorienting experience.

A film that centers on community and family, finding strength in this communion despite all the horrors that must be endured. 

It’s a film that changes every time you, the viewer, lose the chance to be fully present for someone you love.