There’s undeniably a need for an incisive documentary on sexual assault in Hollywood. Unfortunately, Rocking the Couch is not that film.
By itself, this is a fairly generic horror film, pairing supernatural parental anxiety with Hispanic myth.
I feel a little guilty for liking Shazam!
Captain Marvel isn’t quite a dud, but it’s far from marvellous.
Greta feels like a dispatch straight from the early-‘90s – and I’m not complaining.
This is an uneven but thoroughly enjoyable ‘80s-inspired movie – and a surprising upgrade from its predecessor.
Berlin, I Love You is the latest in a series of city-centric anthologies, following 2006’s Paris, je t’aime and 2008’s New York, I Love You.