A reminder of the power of filmmaking to turn the deeply personal into relatable art, and an announcement of a major talent

It’s a film whose tranquility and humility sometimes work against it.

A roller-coaster political
thriller.

“Erupcja” possesses a kind of indescribable charm.

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

“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.

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

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

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