Migration is delightful.
Bella’s liberation in Poor Things is the type of rapturous euphoria we can all learn from.
As if it were traveling in a great glass elevator into the stratosphere, Wonka soars, and it didn’t take a golden ticket to go along for the ride.
Magic, romance, and happy memories make Bell Book and Candle a timeless cinematic wonder
Even if Silent Night is lesser Woo, it’s still nice to have the Hong Kong titan flexing his action muscles in Hollywood again, and all I want for Christmas is an announcement that he’ll have another present for us to unwrap in the very near future.
Napoleon is only a cracked shell of what Scott originally wanted to deliver, so that it does not fully work is hardly a surprise.
The magic spell Wish casts is minimal at best, and it only lasts about as long as it takes for the end credits to complete their crawl.
Saltburn never plays it safe, and where Fennell takes things is guaranteed to anger a fair share of the viewing public.
Thanksgiving serves up the gorily delicious goods.