Blame! did not cause an earthquake, did not captivate the masses, or instantly become a cult classic, but it is still a very solid production.
The Scream series is undeniably one of the most distinctive and influential slasher franchises, which, through its approach and self-awareness, rises above mediocrity.
Three Floors is above all a film about generations. It offers a simultaneous glimpse into every stage of growing up
Anthony Hopkins reveals himself as a witty novelist with an excellent command of emotional drama and a generous dose of literary imagination.
Coffee and Cigarettes relaxes, it is entertainment and a cinematic connoisseur’s indulgence, light and addictive like cigarettes, like coffee, like the cinema of Jim Jarmusch.
Magical Christmas is still possible. It is — it just takes real effort. Unless, of course, you happen to have an Elf in the family.
Gordon & Paddy can easily evoke associations with the Winnie the Pooh films.
The Dead Don’t Die is a collection of quotations mixed in a cauldron of references and allusions. It's a postmodern pastiche and unfortunately a postmodern mush.
I Lost My Body, in its best moments, brushes up against something akin to revelation; in its weaker ones, it may puzzle with its creative choices.
The film’s refined formal side—rich in detail, color, and ornamentation—makes watching Wolfwalkers feel like leafing through a centuries-old illuminated manuscript.
