The Feast is a fine feature debut for Jones, building an effectively eerie tone and supporting it with lovely compositions and gnarly inserts. Lee Haven Jones’…
These Things Happen Too is a dud of an album, full of performative soul-bearing and rife with G-Eazy’s insecurity about his rap credentials. By the time…
G-Eazy By the time Macklemore (and Ryan Lewis) got around to making their second, career-killing album, This Unruly Mess I’ve Made, it had already been…
Despite venturing into LP-length territory for the first time, Doma sees Rikhter as forceful and focused as ever. The R Label Group — a boutique music distribution…
HEY WHAT proves that even down a bandmember, Low is still one of the best at perpetual, successful reinvention. Fresh off of another lineup change, Low…
Renewal perfectly articulates Billy Strings’ wunderkind facility with both traditional and progressive bluegrass bona fides. Bluegrass remains the most doggedly conservative — from a formalist perspective,…
Red Notice is as close to an algorithm-written film as the world has yet had the displeasure of viewing. A few years back, there was a…
Night Raiders teases a unique dystopian setup, and then fails to meaningfully develop any of its promising parts. In a millennium overstuffed with dystopian presentations, it’s…
Mother is both brutal and poetic, a contention with self and homeland, and an introduction to one of contemporary cinema’s most exciting voices. When Lemohang Jeremiah…
If you want your holidays ruined, you should definitely watch Home Sweet Home Alone. When the Walt Disney Company bought out 20th Century Fox in…
What Do We See, in its rejection of atomized systems of characterization and narrative, offers a kinder, more free-spirited form of cinema. Alexandre Koberidz’s first…
On the festival circuit, documentaries — at least those not directed by Frederick Wiseman or Errol Morris — too easily are overlooked when programmed next…
There’s very little to distinguish Belfast as a work of art, a film that uses its dramatic and formal elements only in service of feel-good platitudes.…
Uppercase Print mishmashes modes and can become a bit of a slog, but there’s enough formal playfulness to recommend it as a valuable addition to Jude’s…
Certified Lover Boy finds Drake is simply going through the motions, an album that sounds just like his last couple, but with even less of…
The Servant is another stunning piece of evidence that Shelby Lynne can do pretty much anything as a singer and record-maker. Following the genre-bursting bravura of…
In the Meantime is a bit overstuffed with filler, but Alessia Cara’s latest makes for a pleasant background companion in our present reality. Alessia Cara made…
Texis is a little too uniform, but is proof that Sleigh Bells understands their own strengths, even if it doesn’t do much to further their sound.…
29: Written in Stone is the best mainstream country album of the year and feels like the moment where Carly Pearce has come into her own…
Drake Drake — the artist, the brand, the living meme — goes through the motions these days. Why? Because he knows that he’ll be handsomely…
Julia doesn’t cover a lot of new territory for the already initiated, but it’s still a delightful bio-doc made with plenty of love. In a society…