Studio 54 was blessed to be a documentary about something unendingly interesting, unfortunately, by taking on a big topic and failing to ever get specific,it fails to live up to its great potential.
Roma is a film that improves with each passing minute; even though occasionally underwhelming, the longer it lingers in your mind, the more of an impact it will have.
Green Book is cinematic comfort food, equipped with witty performances and the aura of social importance, yet undistinguishable from the tons of other polite Oscar dramas that came before it.
I Still See You is another entry to the endless array of young adult fare, and it’s a near flop that doesn’t look to be boundary-defying, instead playing it safe.
Though easily levelling with The Wonders in terms of visual quality, the lack of investment leaves Happy as Lazzaro a rather transitory collection of charming anecdotes.
Disquieting and deeply moving, Sadie takes its story to extreme lengths while still feeling utterly grounded in the emotional reality of its characters.
Avoiding the classic cliches of a grieving teenager, Nick Naveda’s debut Say You Will will pleasantly surprise any movie lover, perfectly capturing the feeling of loss and romantic confusion.
Carefully crafting within the episode through deconstructed time, “Boy Wonder” is the episode American Horror Story: Coven fans have been waiting for, setting up the perfect return for Murder House.
Riverdale’s season 3 premiere episode, while a slow burning start, ended with a bang, announcing to fans that season three may be their most devilish yet.
On the performances alone, Bad Times at the El Royale is worth your time and money, lending itself to justifiable reasons to revisit for multiple viewings.
Black ’47 isn’t a perfect film – the shaky characterisation prevents the emotional undercurrents from truly picking up speed. Regardless, it’s a fantastically captivating historical epic.
Another decent episode of How To Get Away With Murder, “Whose Blood Is That?” continues to build a solid fifth season but it’s yet to match the series’ highs we’ve seen before.
The mild and moderately amusing take precedence over any grander scheme in Monrovia, Indiana, lacking a moment of discovery in the mundanity and never evoking superiority.