
Monsters: Dark Continent movie review: war movie is hell
Suffers from a terrible case of cinematic aphasia. Clearly thinks it’s saying something important and deep, but makes no damn sense at all.
Suffers from a terrible case of cinematic aphasia. Clearly thinks it’s saying something important and deep, but makes no damn sense at all.
Mary Elizabeth Winstead’s lawyer, wife, and mother reflects realities of modern women’s complicated and harried lives that movies often ignore. [This post is not behind the paywall.]
For its complicated female protagonist, wifehood and motherhood and new romance are only a part of her full, rich life. [This post is not behind the paywall.]
A charming vintage touch adorning a piece of real estate that now, of course, no housekeeper could possibly afford.
A girl will not be deterred…
Mary Elizabeth Winstead is eminently relatable in a compassionate, human-scaled movie of the sort that movies have almost forgotten of late.
In Wood Green.
Romantic and funny and smart and wise and just plain different. This is a historical costume dramedy romp about gardening. How cool is that?
I dunno. Print does seem dead to me. But I still see newsstands like this all over London.
Yes, there’s a female coprotagonist here, but she is all about lamenting the demise of her romantic partnership with a man. At least she also has a career. [This post is not behind the paywall.]