The American Western is a worthy way to gaze at the past in reference to our present; seen from the early days of the genre to more recent revisionist entries.
With an infectious sense of humor and some wonderfully dynamic performances, The Favourite is a shining example of a filmmaker at the prime of his art.
With an unapologetic, feminine roar, City Of Joy takes on a wholly ignored genocide, racism, toxic masculinity and bloodthirsty greed, a rallying cry for survivors of violence and product consumers.
Gustav Möller’s The Guilty is compact but crushing single-room drama successfully secures our emotional and visceral involvement whilst quite boldly moving into some genuinely dark areas.
In Aquaman, a man learns that he is the heir to the underwater kingdom of Atlantis, and must step forward to lead his people and be a hero to the world.
I Think We’re Alone Now is a beautiful slow burn drama with a beautifully eerie atmosphere and striking performances from Dinklage and Fanning, ruined by an unruly mess of a third act.
Colette touches on a few of today’s most vital conversations: how society treats women and how society treats those who identify with the LGBTQ+ community.