film criticism by maryann johanson | celebrating 25 years: 1997–2022
This sci-fi dreadfest immerses you into a shocking mystery, punches you in the gut, then grips you with a wisdom that transcends its obviousness, daring you to deny that its open savagery is our own.
The Alliance of Women Film Journalists is one of the orgs for which I help choose year-end best-ofs.
I’m mystified that some people are upset by how Snowpiercer ends. Because anything else than what we get would be a tragedy on every level.
Two well-off white men on class warfare, what’s good for women in Hollywood, and — most importantly — some movies they haven’t even seen yet.
Hauntingly grim, full of appalling ironies and awful truths. This is most definitely not the feel-good movie of the summer.
Including Snowpiercer! (Which I had to cheat a little to get access to.)
