film criticism by maryann johanson | celebrating 25 years: 1997–2022
This zingy satire is so perfectly, beautifully Jon Stewart: big and brash, raging with fury at the state of American politics but also underlain with hope that it might be changed for the better.
A very welcome feminist interpretation of Alcott’s beloved novel, layered in sly, winking awareness of Hollywood clichés and the cultural pressures on women. Alive and electric, an absolute treasure.
What is a Muppet? Is it something one is born? Is it something one chooses? Is it a state of mind? Is it a lifestyle?
“Angry” doesn’t even begin to cover how this film makes me feel. It probably won’t cover you, either.
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If the Muppets keep bringing it like this, I’m gonna have to get officially psyched for this movie at some point.
There’s a little bit of Hammer horror in Julie Taymor’s messy but thrilling adaptation of Shakespeare’s last play, and there’s more than a little turning-of-the-tables, all of which brings a new perspective on the play, and a new appreciation for it, which is the best we can ask for the umpteenth adaptation of a centuries-old work.
Oh, man, I really hope this is a great as it looks…
Affleck could do for Boston what Martin Scorsese did for New York in the 1970s…
Quietly charming and coarsely handsome, a sensitively observed story about young people in love seen through a keen eye for the unglamorous side of New York City that we don’t often see on film these days…
