The Boy Downstairs might be much more adept at comedy than romance, yet first-time writer-director Sophie Brooks tells her story with appealing simplicity, and Zosia Mamet’s first lead performance makes you wonder why on earth it is her first.
Although The Penguin Counters showcases a sense of wonderment for its central research expedition, it fails to fully capture the importance of this mission to the Arctic.
If viewed out of the context of recent events, Rebels on Pointe is an enjoyable and inspirational look inside the world of a unique group of artists that will make you eager to take in one of their performances in real life as soon as possible.
Permission manages to explore the intricacies of open relationships in a non-judgemental way, portraying a realistic relationship as far from classic romcom tropes as you could imagine.
Maze Runner: The Death Cure wraps up the series nicely, and despite any plotholes, it doesn’t completely fall apart. With this genre producing so many duds in recent years, there are worse concepts to spend your time enduring.
Like Me is a visual spectacle that delves into the dark underbelly of social media, showing the lengths that people will go to in order to feel accepted on the internet.
The Cloverfield Paradox is helped along through a clever use of viral marketing, but it’s not enough to save an otherwise generic and messy sci-fi thriller.
The Spierig Brothers’ latest “based on a true story” horror movie Winchester is a cinematic checklist of every dreadful ‘haunted house’ cliche, every formulaic competent that’s been implemented by other, better genre entries.
With its sheer amount of ‘Straight to DVD’ film sensibilities, Den of Thieves is as generic as bank heist thrillers come, and at a bloated 2 and a half hour run-time as well.
It’s been 25 years since Groundhog Day premiered, but its enduring quality lives on. Its humor, tender performances, sincerity, and feel-good ending are just as impactful as the raw existential statement that it provides about how to find true contentment.
Paperback is a romantic comedy, which isn’t terribly funny or romantic, falling flat because it is trying to make you root for the terrible parts of its main character.
Small Town Crime delivers the goods with a layered story, enthralling mystery, classic and evocative but innovative action, and a cast and crew devoted to a singular artistic vision.
Saturday Church is a story of hope and redemption and yet another “need to see” tale, of a group of people deemed “different” by society, that ends up proving how alike we all actually are.
Abe & Phil’s Last Poker Game boasts a trio of fantastic performances, particularly from Landau in one of his finest turns in his final film, and contains just enough laughs and dramatic themes to overcome Weiner’s rookie missteps.