The focus is on the impressive camerawork… which would have been more powerful in service of a memorable story.
This is mostly an excuse for Michelle Williams and Julianne Moore to flex their acting muscles.
Green Book is a film of two halves, and one of those halves is only controversial as a Best Picture contender because of its banality.
But Widows exhibits cosmetic similarities with the heist genre, it resolutely resists generic conventions.
Faces Places bubbles with irrepressible charm.
I, Tonya might be a love letter to disgraced former ice skater Tonya Harding, but it’s also a love letter to Martin Scorsese.
This is a fun film, a film that carries you along with it and puts a smile on your face as often as it tugs on your heartstrings.
Call Me By Your Name is less a love story than a cinema of sensation: the tenderness of touch, the sheen of sweat, the cool calm of water.
It’s no huge surprise that Andy Serkis’ directorial debut would be such a transparent pitch for awards recognition.
I understand why critics love this film, but Ciro Guerra’s diptych portrait of the imperilled Amazon never struck a nerve with me.