Little is a big case of missed opportunities left to rot in the sun, the resulting stench so heinous here’s hoping I’ll never have to smell their like again anytime soon.
Chris Butler’s (ParaNorman) marvelously entertaining Missing Link is a joyous absurdist frolic that’s nothing short of wonderful.
The award-winning actress is marvelous, and as she’s in practically every scene of Diane that this is a good thing is an obvious understatement. Place manages to twist herself physically and emotively into such pretzel-like knots I was astonished by the emotional magnitude of what it was she was doing.
Pet Sematary upsets me because I find it to be pointless in its depressive reveling in all of the worst aspects of the human condition, this tragic tale not so much horrifying as it is frustrating, and as such it doesn’t do a darn thing for me.
Shazam! is a story where the children literally lead the way, teaching all of us to look inside our hearts for the potential hero within whether we think they reside there or not.
While the components are all here ultimately The Aftermath just never rises to the occasion, the war-torn romantic triangle of recrimination, longing and emotional mercy a pedestrianly forgettable affair.
Most importantly, Dumbo has a heart so overflowing in the hope for a better world and in the promise of future generations changing society for the better that it cannot be denied. I believed an elephant could fly, this Disney remake a beguiling fantasy that does its animated predecessor proud.
Gloria Bell is a spellbinding treasure, one that is deserving of multiple viewings if only to watch Moore dance her way through the story’s dramatic ins and outs with such irresistible brilliance.
Us is a rapturously astonishing excursion into the unknown that’s so consistently unnerving there were numerous moments where I felt as if I was watching it through the clenched fists that were covering my eyes.