James Gray’s The Lost City of Z showcases the talented filmmaker at the very top of his game. Percy Fawcett’s story has energized the director, his fascination with the explorer, as well as author David Grann’s source material, obvious in each and every frame of the film. An extraordinary achievement.
“The movie shows two very brave people who choose not to do that, taking their constituents with them on a perilous journey towards compromise. It seems to me that’s what we’re ultimately celebrating with the picture; compromise and the ability to live together.”
While there’s no reason to hate Darkness Rising, I can’t say there’s any reason to like it, either, and like a ghost in the night transitioning into the unknown by the time I finish writing this review it’s highly likely this film will have dissipated from my memory altogether.
The Journey does not claim to be historical fact, but that doesn’t make the creatively intelligent fiction it muses on any less fascinating.
The Little Hours is an anarchic fit of physical, sexual and verbal madness that only gets more explosively hysterical as events progress.
As bits of fluffy fun are concerned Lost in Paris is a dance of delicious amusements, watching it an absolute pleasure I’m certain to indulge in whenever the opportunity to do so might fortuitously arise.
Spider-Man: Homecoming might just be the most adorable motion picture I see all summer.
The Zookeeper’s Wife may not be the most groundbreaking drama, but what it sets out to do, thanks to Niki Caro’s confidently authoritative direction and Jessica Chastain’s spellbinding performance, it still manages to accomplish with breathless simplicity.
[Having] us walk the same mile they do in shoes they themselves are wearing is a therapeutically evocative means to an exceedingly profound end, Band Aid hitting so many right notes any false ones it might inadvertently strike are lost in a symphony of reflective magnificence I could listen to for days on end with no hesitation whatsoever.