Brave is, in a word, beautiful, and I will just leave things at that.
Grassroots shows that, win or lose, hope still exists, and that the tiniest of voices can still be heard if they have the guts to stand before a microphone and have the courage to make their opinions public.
I enjoyed True Wolf, got wrapped up in Koani and her family’s story in a way I hadn’t anticipated before watching.
Hysteria isn’t perfect, but it is a heck of a lot of fun, and considering the subject matter that’s probably what it needed to be.
Lola Versus comes up frustratingly short, making my recommending it as a worthwhile option for a night out at the local cinema a virtual impossibility.
But when you look at Cruise, when you see what he decides to bring to this ‘Nothin’ But A Good Time’ party, when you find yourself awestruck by his ability to mine places and corners of the human condition the rest of the picture seemingly has no interest in, you quickly realize Rock of Ages could be so much more than it is.
The Woman in the Fifth is as coldly obtuse and emotionally distant as anything I’ve had the misfortune to come across this year.
Your Sister’s Sister has something universal to say about relationships, about the bonds between siblings, about how it is we choose to live our lives and the mysterious nature of the dreams, aspirations and demons that drive us forward.
Madagascar 3, for all its chaos, for all its weirdly absurdist flights of fancy, still becomes the most relatable, dare I say the most human, of the trilogy, something I never would have expected before the movie started.