The Predator (2018)
Shane Black’s sequel to Predator feels like it’s been made within a few years of its predecessor, not over three decades later.
Shane Black’s sequel to Predator feels like it’s been made within a few years of its predecessor, not over three decades later.
While I’m not going to argue that The Nun is a good film, I do think that’s its more interesting than its detractors give it credit for.
Hearts Beat Loud, a colourful indie pop film, finds it most joyous moments in its father and daughter jamming together.
What turned me around on The Other Side of Hopewas how it married black comedy conventions with an empathetic, humanistic approach.
In 2018, action is as strong as ever. But the boundaries of the genre have been redefined in the wake of the superhero genre’s dominance over the box office.
In The Equalizer 2, Denzel Washington plays a moralising, monkish superhero.
Rungano Nyoni’s first feature, I Am Not a Witch, is one hell of a début.
Half the time you feel like you’re watching a masterfully crafted bit of art-action; the other half it’s a shambolic mess barely held together by spit, sticky tape … and the sheer force of will of Nicolas Cage at his most unhinged.
Solo is the first Star Wars film – sorry, Star Wars Story – to feel ordinary.
Is Sawyer a sane if damaged individual exploited by a system designed to suck insurance dollars out of her? Or is everything we’re seeing a delusion concocted by an unwell mind?