
Yeesh. This cat is even harder on Gone Girl than I was. (Read my review.)

Witty, tense, and thrilling, but also cheerful, escapist, and fun, this is a perfect cinematic cozy mystery, kept on an even keel by the irresistibly charming Anna Kendrick. Merrily absurd pure entertainment.

An imperfect adaptation of an uncinematic novel is nevertheless a challenging portrait of a woman as deeply screwed up as usually only men get to be onscreen.

For almost the entire running time of this movie, we have no idea what it is about. What is it trying to say? What sort of story is it trying to tell?

A chipper woman-hating comedy about a serial killer… that wants us to feel sorry for him? This is disgusting, repulsive, and enraging.

Now with winners indicated.

Offers a very regressive view of a woman’s power in our culture, one that is faux feminist and supports a hoary fantasy of what women are “supposed” to be. [This post is not behind the paywall.]
The Alliance of Women Film Journalists is one of the orgs for which I help choose year-end best-ofs.
The Online Film Critics Society is one of the orgs for which I help choose year-end best-ofs.


Yeesh. This cat is even harder on Gone Girl than I was. (Read my review.)

Ruins itself as even high-toned cinematic junk food when its justifiable cynicism morphs into something manipulative and dangerously disingenuous.