As you might have guessed, my triumphant return to ccpopculture hasn’t quite gone off as planned. There’s a lot I can attribute that to, but my main explanation is that the cinematic landscape as it stands isn’t particularly inviting to a COVID-inspired funk; big brainless blockbusters are perpetually delayed and I’m increasingly not in the…
The King of Staten Island isn’t going to be anyone’s favourite film. But it’s nice. It feels authentic. It’s even a little moving from time-to-time.
We Summon the Darkness is a perfectly competent horror film.
Guns Akimbo is blessed with a few encouraging attributes, but undermined by its messy, misguided politics.
Stanley’s film eschews familiar threats for something indefinable.
Eastwood’s gentle touch steers Richard Jewell towards sympathy at every turn.
Birds of Prey is a restlessly fun, unapologetically female action-comedy breathing new life into the DCEU.
I feel bad about giving Just Mercy two stars, because it’s not an especially bad film. It’s an unnecessary film.
Bad Boys for Life is often fun, but it wears out its welcome.
If you enjoyed the surprisingly successful Jumanji reboot, you’ll have a lot of fun with this follow-up.