Film
We’re not in European art film territory here.
Red Sparrow isn’t great in any way, but, at two hours and twenty minutes, we do get our money’s worth of old-school genre entertainment.
Mostly, indie horror seems constrained, not by lack of funds, but by lackluster creativity and a sort of sloppy artlessness.
The documentary Bombshell illuminates Heddy Lamar’s enigmatic legacy with gentle scrutiny and justifiable awe.
Lelio’s latest film explores the plight of a woman whose intrinsic nature and self-worth are rejected by a world that doesn’t value her.
Annihilation wants to be a big movie about big ideas — what we get is a flawed impersonation of one.
As Alex Honnold observes, if he solos El Cap, it’s like winning a gold medal in the Olympics. But there’s no second or third place. If he fails, he dies.
Del Toro creates a visually intriguing world, but the story’s premise is too farfetched to work.
A devastating piece, given the recent mass murder in Parkland, Florida, but DeKalb Elementary unfolds with an almost eerie calm.
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