Lee Cronin’s The Mummy
It is a relentlessly brutal movie, one that too quickly becomes monotonous in its cruelty, numbing instead of thrilling viewers.
It is a relentlessly brutal movie, one that too quickly becomes monotonous in its cruelty, numbing instead of thrilling viewers.
It has too much violence for younger children and is unlikely to hold the attention of anyone old enough to read the subtitles.
“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.
A reminder of the power of filmmaking to turn the deeply personal into relatable art, and an announcement of a major talent