My Generation documentary review: when London was swinging
A brilliantly thrilling look back at the flowering of creativity and freethinking spirit of 1960s London, through the thoroughly charming perspective of Michael Caine.
Month: May 2018
dreaming of a female-gazey Han Solo movie…
…maybe one directed by a woman who understands why we love this scoundrel.
thank the Maker, the Brian Daley Han Solo novels are available on Kindle
I haven’t read these since I was a kid, but back in the day, they did fulfill my tween hankering for more Han Solo.
movies by or about women opening US/Can from Fri May 25
Elle Fanning invents science fiction; Natalie Dormer overhears a murder; more…
movies by or about women opening UK/Ire from Fri May 25
Sheila Hancock climbs a mountain; Saara Chaudry becomes a boy; more…
The Breadwinner movie review: a daring girl’s adventure
Beautiful and startling, bursting with both brutality and hope, this animated adventure is too intense for young children, but the brains and bravery of its young heroine will inspire older kids and adults alike.
Edie movie review: go scream it on the mountain
This is no twee old-lady adventure. The magnificent Sheila Hancock crafts a portrait of elder womanhood as a tangy triumph of risk-taking over regret, and resolution over resignation.
Solo: A Star Wars Story movie review: where has our scoundrel gone?
A Star Wars–flavored juice drink* of a movie (*contains 10% real juice) that tells us nothing of significance we didn’t already know about Han Solo, in an incarnation that lacks his essential charisma and precarious danger.
1945 movie review: a reckoning for the collaborators
A quiet horror movie about grief and regret as spiritual possession, about rationalization and denial as immorality. We don’t tell ourselves stories that whisper, as this one does, The Nazis had help. We need to.
On Chesil Beach movie review: no sex, please, we’re British
This stilted, utterly implausible film manages the astonishing feat of being both histrionic and monotonous at the same time, trolling us with absurd clichés, yet doing so with a quiet solemnity.
