I vehemently believe that positive visions are essential for helping us imagine better for ourselves. Where are they?
Nothing works in this ludicrous thriller, which fails to compel us with its roster of monstrous characters. Lily Collins is woefully miscast; Patrick Warburton and Simon Pegg are criminally wasted.
“Hey, so you wanna go to the disneys tonight?”
An indie ethos comes to the comic-book movie, upending the origin story and offering a female superhero who throws out the boys’ rule book, goes her own way, and stalks among us with easy confidence.
Two tiny releases — both about women but both written and directed by men — are all that’s new on offer this week for anyone looking for women’s stories.
A lovely, gentle geek adventure that appreciates the importance of fandom as a source of inspiration and comfort, with a subtle and resolutely unsentimental performance by Dakota Fanning as an autistic fan.
I love this series!
The franchise finally overstays its welcome with this cacophony of CGI spectacle, a contrived and confusing plot, and a newly cruel and stupid Jack Sparrow.
I’m still absolutely thrilled at what a perfect pastiche of the original Star Trek series this fan-made project is.
Infinite facepalms in infinite combination…