Monthly Archives: March 2021

April 2 this one, which also stars Michelle Monaghan.

April promises a horror tsumani, with this April 2 thriller coming in with the tide.

This April 15 release, a horror period piece, landed a few famous British character actor faces — Jessica Brown Findlay, John Lynch, Sean Harris among them. Shudder has it, so we’ll see what they’ve come up with. I prefer my … Continue reading →

“The Yinyang Master” is a fantastical, fanciful new sword-and-sorcery franchise from China. It doesn’t matter that it’s a violent, hilariously wearying and cluttered collection of tropes, character “types” and action beats. Its sequel has already come out (“Dream of Eternity”) … Continue reading →

Hulu is the one streaming service whose wares I struggle as I try to cover and review, emphasis on the word “try.” Rarely do they pitch anything. They expect press folks to visit their website constantly and see what’s coming … Continue reading →

The intensity of the “twins connection” is explored, to great dramatic effect, in the German/Swiss film “My Little Sister.” Gripping performances by Nina Hoss and Lars Eidinger map out the close bond and interlocked fates sister and brother display as … Continue reading →

I hear this line so often that I’ve decided that it’s a screenwriter’s mark of confidence in her or his work, or at least a statement of chutzpah. “Can’t this all be over?” You have to know that late — … Continue reading →

If your favorite band gets labeled “the voice of a doomed generation,” maybe you figure you’re winning that debate over “the only band that matters.” Then again, if the rest of music fandom doesn’t agree, if that very band acknowledges … Continue reading →

“Six Minutes to Midnight” is the sort of high gloss “programmer” Hollywood and Pinewood (and Shepperton, etc.) used to turn out by the dozens. The plot has Nazis, spies, action and preposterous coincidences and improbabilities, a “talks too much” villain, … Continue reading →

“Experimental films” rarely make it beyond film festivals, or college cinema societies, but “My Mexican Bretzel” gained enough notoriety in that world to achieve DVD and streaming release. It’s an exercise in social commentary and memory, embracing the nostalgia of … Continue reading →