Wendy isn’t a modern spin on a classic tale of fantasy and wonder, it’s an outright nightmare I never want to think about ever again.
The final cry The Whistlers makes is one of forgiveness and grace, the unspoken connective pull of human understanding impossible to resist.
Witches in the Woods isn’t much fun to watch.
Trolls World Tour rarely allowed me to catch my breath. It even more seldomly put anything that was happening into coherent perspective.
Never Rarely Sometimes Always is a magnificent piece of culturally observational storytelling that is purposefully raw in its depictions of female friendships in the face of extreme physical and emotional crisis.
Ride Like a Girl is a victorious gem, sprinting to the finish line with a gleeful enthusiasm that’s downright infectious.
The didactic preachiness is too toothless to become truly tiresome, and in some ways that might just be the most disappointing and frustrating facet of The Hunt of them all, making this satirical safari unworthy of any more of my attention.
The drama, comedy, satire and commentary don’t merge into anything meaningful, Greed a stiflingly discombobulated letdown that can’t pay its entertainment bills without going into the red.
Mirabella-Davis manages to bring all of the various themes he’s been exploring throughout Swallow to shockingly haunting culmination, all of which makes his insightful drama nothing less than unforgettable.