Freed from the Agatha Christie pastiche of the first film, and the clumsy topical vaudeville of the second, the third Knives Out entry is the prettiest, boldest, and most original of the series.

My ★★★★½ review of Wake Up Dead Man: boxd.it/c2AIJb

F1 is a tired story; a husk of a film that perfectly delivers the thrills of the titular racing league through sheer scope and sensory assault.

My ★★★★ review of F1: boxd.it/c2m1af

Between this and Top Gun: Maverick, Kosinski is on an incredibly Fordian run. This is a husk of a story and yet it feels bigger than life. Pitt as Wayne and Kerry Condon as Maureen O’Hara

Brad Pitt is kinda aging into a shittier John Wayne

A deeply earnest plea for society to get back on the hopeful track of the Obama years, when Formerly Gifted Kids were leading the charge to continue the promise and progress of the 20th century into the 2000s

My ★★★★½ review of Ella McCay: boxd.it/c28sBT

It even has *real solutions,* unlike Megalopolis

It’s also somehow a scathing yet gentle indictment of neoliberal politics

No one talks like a real person, the story is throwing treacly nonsense at the viewer every sixty seconds, it’s clearly the fever dream of an 80-year-old man who just wants things to be better and people to be kinder.

In short, James L. Brooks’s Megalopolis. I loved it.

Lynchian in the classical sense (a woman in trouble, inexplicable energy being channeled into a sparkly orb)

My ★★★★★ review of If I Had Legs I'd Kick You: boxd.it/c05TTr

“You can hang back or fight your best on the front line
Sing a little bit of these workingman’s blues”
-Bob Dylan

My ★★★★★ review of No Other Choice: boxd.it/bZ9dmf

Anyway, Park Chan-wook transitions in IMAX are like touching the face of god.