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Celebrating its 25th birthday, Ma Vie en Rose remains a perfectly pink life-affirming marvel.

While far from the near-brilliance of Backman’s novel, A Man Called Otto is a nice adaptation with strong performances that kept me pleasantly entertained for most of its running time.

The Old Way is a cold, uncompromising Western that tracks down suspense and tension by moseying down a conventional narrative trail.

The Eternal Daughter might be 2022’s best film.

I know what Chazelle is trying to say with Babylon, but it’s all for naught.

Whitney Houston was a singular talent, and she deserves an equally unique motion picture chronicling her life. But this isn’t it, and that’s downright heartbreaking.

Sarah Polley’s Women Talking is a powerful, thought-provoking drama that left me shattered and stunned.

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