2020
With Mangrove, Steve McQueen crafted a beautiful, shattering testament to the power of community amid the horrors of tense racial relations.
With strong performances and boldly deliberate pacing, even the odd misstep can’t stop the fact that Rose really packs a punch.
An ode to the importance of art that is a work of art itself, Swimming Out Till the Sea Turns Blue is yet another fascinating look at contemporary China.
A small-scale, intimate story of strength and friendship it may be, but Herself has a thematic reach well beyond its plot.
Déa Kulumbegashvili’s Beginning is guaranteed to linger uncomfortably in the back of your mind long after the end credits have rolled.
Ultimately it can’t sustain moments in the same way as the likes of Inside Out, but it’s certainly worth investing time into.
There is a cathartic experience Shithouse lends to its audience, a character study not so much in the characters themselves but character of emotions.
The Truffle Hunters provides a unique view into a world and an industry many have little knowledge and understanding of, delivered with heart and passion.
Mike Flanagan’s The Haunting of Bly Manor once again sees him revisiting an old horror text as a roadmap to explore human emotions.
Anchored by Katherine Langford in her best performance yet, Spontaneous will turn heads, churn hearts, and best-case scenario, blow you away.
Daryl MacDonald covered Mogul Mowgli as part of the 2020 London Film Festival, which features Riz Ahmed in his most personal role yet.
With Hong at his most delightfully Rohmer-esque and Kim at her most effortlessly charming, The Woman Who Ran showcases humanity at its most authentic.