Review
To the Stars is a somewhat formulaic Middle America melodrama, enlivened by inspired and well-directed performances that infuse some radiant life into small town struggles.
What strikes this listener most is the writing’s disjointedly distinctive — sometimes unfathomable — sounds and textures, as well as the music’s unpredictable flow.
How to avoid going stir-crazy: burrow into the thousands of films available to watch on your computer, most of them free or practically free.
In Rock Bottom Rhapsody, Pokey LaFarge shows us where all America’s prophetic manias must lead: collapse.
Mrs. America is well written and beautifully acted (generally), but its real power stems less from its entertainment value than in how it reveals how little has changed for women since the ’70s.
Blood Sugar Rising deals with difficult subject matter, but steel yourself to view this engaging and educational look at a growing public health crisis.
Not only is Fetch the Bolt Cutters the most stunning of Apple’s five albums, it’s the most impressive pop record of this young pandemic year, its bottled turmoil speaking to our own pent-up nerves.
Rowan Ricardo Phillips attempts to combine a woke perspective with his vast knowledge of poetry from the past.
A fun and original slasher/romp that lovingly embraces a number of ’80s horror tropes.
The Strokes are finally growing up — and their maturity is a sight to behold.
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