The toil and trouble of mounting something this surrealistically ambitious pays off, and as the fire burns and the cauldron bubbles, the charm of Coen’s adaptation is firm and good. Heck, I’d go so far as to call The Tragedy of Macbeth downright spectacular.
Guillermo del Toro’s ambitious adaptation of William Lindsay Gresham’s 1946 novel Nightmare Alley might be the most visually stunning motion picture I’ve seen this year. If only I felt the same about the film’s emotional components.
The last third of Spider-Man: No Way Home is excellent. There is some wonderful closure for a few characters who never got any in their previous appearances, while this version of Peter Parker gets some agency largely disconnected from the rest of Earth’s mightiest heroes.
Kidman is extraordinary.
Drive My Car is one of 2021’s best films.
The Old Ways is an inherently human story, grounded in the perception and heritage of its protagonists.
Spielberg reasserts himself as one of the great visionaries of the past fifty years, hitting the streets of West Side Story with him an absolute pleasure I’m going to be singing the praises of for a very long time.
More hit than miss, season two of Creepshow is an enjoyably wicked and gorily goofy hoot.
Werewolves Within is likely going to make my 2021 top ten list. It’s great.