Kevin Spacey
Unfortunately, the Billionaire Boys Club takes a common Hollywood film concept and fails to deliver anything more original than its predecessors.
It’s a tough time in Hollywood for the male elite at the minute, as their history of heinous behaviour towards women gradually becomes common knowledge.
It’s easy to hold the moral high ground and dismiss works created by awful people. But, as Jacqui Griffin writes, rejecting one of your favourite films (in this case, Allen’s Annie Hall) on these grounds is easier said than done.
Rebel in the Rye is interesting when looked at from a writer’s perspective, but unfortunately doesn’t work as a cohesive biopic.
Baby Driver is a joyous summer film, an indelible sugar rush that is further proof that Edgar Wright is the true saviour of popcorn cinema.
At times brimming with invention and at other moments leaving you confused as to who this is for, Nine Lives doesn’t fully deliver.