Julie Cohen and Betsy West direct a documentary biography of Supreme Court justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg, among a slew of other very limited releases.
Lots of movies to chose from, but most are playing on only a very few screens.
All the positives that come from having both a female protagonist and a female antagonist get negated by how these women are ridiculed for their gender.
Spectacularly misogynist. Every single attempt at humor — all of which fail — comes from abusing and humiliating its central female characters as women.
Jon Favreau’s midlife artistic crisis rendered as food porn. Funny, poignant, and wise, though the wish-fulfillment romantic fantasy of it is a tad much.
I’m not sure I’ve ever seen a film that looks more like the filmmaker’s midlife-crisis wish-fulfillment fantasy than this one.
We need to be fixing global warming. And yet people who are probably pretty smart and consider themselves creative thinkers are spending their time on this.
Incontinence — as the result of either as-yet untrained bowels or a terrible adult affliction — is presumed to be a major concern for the viewer here.