Movie Reviews (Chronological)
In Roger Michell’s final film*, Jim Broadbent and Helen Mirren are in trouble with the law
Roger Michell’s final film* is an endearing epilogue to an impressive career, but even the headliners Jim Broadbent and Helen Mirren can’t make this one memorable.
Mrs. Harris goes to the land of pure imagination
The great Leslie Manville proves that she can make even a cloying crowdpleaser like this worth watching. You might find this “power of positive thinking” fairy tale a blessed relief it is from the punishing darkness and violence of almost everything else this summer. (Or, if you’re like me, you might find it too sticky sweet for its own good.)
Moretz is magnificent as the gremlin-fighting Maude
This isn’t a one-woman show, but it’s close: Chloë Grace Moretz gives this cartoonish action film a far stronger central performance than it needs, and that turns an otherwise forgettable action thriller into surprisingly compelling experience.
Hilarity and hardship: an unforgettable Iranian road movie
The son of the great Jafar Panahi has become a promising filmmaker himself. Panah Panahi’s first movie takes backroads that lead to laughs, surprises, and troubling revelations.
My multi-viewings of the year’s best multi-verse movie
A conversation between moviegoers Cravis Frankly and Jeffrey Overstreet about the most complicated and most exciting multi-verse movie of the year.
Making Marcel the Shell my new mentor…
Marcel is the kind of film that I suspect Jim Henson would have loved: It’s childlike, playful, hopeful and wise — and all of this without ever stooping to sentimentality. Its characters seem to have been brought to life with patience, attention, and love. Just as I have learned more from Kermit the Frog about living a meaningful life than I have from most movie characters, I’m adopting Marcel as a mentor during dark times.
Emergency is not what it looks like
Can this friendship survive the worst night ever? Kunle and Sean — and, to a degree, the cannabis-clouded Carlos — are spiraling down into crisis as they try to save a stranger in this funny but sobering “calamity comedy.”
Cronenberg’s performance-art surgery
In Cronenberg’s latest sci-fi nightmare, human bodies are evolving and surgeons are bringing brand new organs out into the spotlight… in public, as performance art. It’s unsettling. It’s meaningful. And it’s hilarious.
Maverick and Me: Part Two
As an action movie, Top Gun: Maverick is compelling entertainment. As art, it exists more as a celebration of Tom Cruise, exalting a version of reckless masculinity and whiteness that I might have hoped we’d left behind.
Maverick and Me: Part One
Before diving fast and furious into a review of Top Gun: Maverick, I should probably provide some personal history about me and Maverick.