Being the Ricardos would have benefitted from more fully committing to one of its many directions, but it remains a slick, emotionally dynamic film and…
Don’t Look Up is Adam McKay’s latest po-faced, celebrity-stuffed foray into unfunny finger-wagging and condescension. There’s a curious combativeness to the recent works of Adam…
The Flight Before Christmas is another inventive, droll effort from the Aardman team, imbuing their familiar stylings with a little misty-eyed holiday cheer. One might…
The latest entry into the “quarantine art” canon, Project Space 13 is just another empty film with nothing substantive to say about our present…
Single All the Way is as delightful and infectious as Hallmark-styled holiday films should be, and marks Netflix’s first such success in his arena. Netflix’s…
As far as holiday traditions go, advent calendar are pretty lame; The Advent Calendar is lamer. Break out your horror premise Bingo cards, because if you…
Penny Lane’s Listening to Kenny G is a work of discursive extrapolation, a probing work that finds in the artist’s divisiveness some interesting threads worth pulling.…
The Summit of the Gods proves that the new subgenre of mountaineering movies can successfully and beautifully extend to the world of animation. The…
Bruised is a dumb, derivative riff on Rocky, yet another work of deglamorization that fails to scrape beyond its grimy surface. It seems only appropriate that…
A Castle for Christmas is the latest Netflix attempt to ape the Hallmark holiday game, but you’d be better off with a lump of coal. Director Mary…
Potentially useful as pedagogical sledgehammer, Burning unfortunately isn’t much of an aesthetic object. Vividly illustrating Australia’s devastating “Black Summer” wildfires, which raged off and on from…
Cusp is a frequently gorgeous doc that lights on some fascinating presentational modes and psychological insights, but which stumbles in last-minute bid for palliative punctuation.…
Procession is a work of communal catharsis, applying Greene’s particular documentarian inclinations to emotionally potent ends. Certain films allow cinema to display its unbridled capacity…
The Strings is pure vibe-y lite-horror, director Ryan Glover skilled at eerie mood-setting and constructing effective compositions and ambiance. Ryan Glover’s new film The Strings is…
The Trouble with Being Born is remarkable not just for its futurism and ambient atmosphere, but for the care with which its relationships — not…
Thy Kingdom Come feels like what it is — deleted scenes from (and a misapprehension of) To the Wonder rather than a supplement to its…
Prayers for the Stolen is blunt to the point of crassness and riddled with manipulative cliché. Making its way over to NYFF after picking up…
Accidental Luxuriance is a poorly-paced, rancid mixture of conflicting aesthetic elements. Far more than its rather nonsensical title and unconventional mix of animation styles, the…