Sicario: Day of the Soldado is an empty shell of a flick, one that tries to emulate the success of the first but lacks all the components that made it so brilliant.
In many ways, Hooked is a crucial film that sheds light on a pervasive issue. Still, though, it seems as though there was more lurking beneath the film’s surface.
Best F(r)iends: Volume One’s dramatic ambitions are a step in the right direction for the legendary pair, but its low-budget nature severely limits its potential, especially when it comes to its technical credits.
Aside from an occasional spark from Travolta, Gotti is a wholly derivative affair, and under Connolly’s guiding hand, a crudely executed and completely incoherent one at that.
While Emperor of the North (1973) accurately portrays the unique subculture of the hobo in many ways, it also does itself a disservice by removing friendship between hobos, a central aspect of hobohemia.