“I think the movie is about the importance of kindness, about having compassion for those that are having such difficult lives. I think that’s what I would like people to take away, the thought that maybe we could all be a little bit kinder to one another.”
– Andrew Haigh
The bitter truths of life’s regrets and hardships are all ones Charlie gets to look upon with a forceful clarity that is rare for a teenager to experience, his ability to persevere and still cling onto the aspirational hopes and dreams of a future adulthood that’s right around the corner unforgettably inspiring.
It’s the rest of the movie that’s something of an irredeemably baffling genre disaster, Truth or Dare one supernatural game of horror nonsense I’d honestly rather not have played.
For all its visual ingenuity, for as many clever in-jokes referring to the original 1986 arcade game as there might be, Rampage is an unrelentingly stupid creature feature, and I can’t exactly say I was as overjoyed watching it for the entirety of its reasonably well-paced 107 minutes.
Like all the best fictional spy melodramas, truth must course through them in order for their crazy twists and turns to resonate. That is happily the case with Beirut.
Nope. Still doesn’t work for me. I wanted to give Father Figures a second chance mainly because, even if I didn’t particularly like the movie during my first viewing, I still respected its ambition quite a lot. But the comedy just doesn’t work, undercutting itself and demolishing its potential to entertain at seemingly every turn. What a waste.
Blockers is a really funny motion picture. Better, it’s also an emotionally authentic one, that combination making this comedy something of a minor sensation I’m certain to be watching again soon.
A Quiet Place is close to perfect, this monstrously entertaining chiller a nightmare-inducing smash I’m going to be screaming the praises of for many years to come.
With MacDowell’s magnificence holding things together, and with the filmmakers showing an resolute ability to cut to the emotional heart of the matter with such incisive meticulousness, the fact that I don’t particularly care for Love After Love near as much as I probably should is as surprising to me as it likely will be to anyone else.