• Run



    oooh, boy. this one wants to exist at the register of such fun schlock as the hand that rocks the cradle. but it doesn’t reach those heights. why are so many direct to streaming shows and films so fucking gray? do the cinematographers and others involved think by leeching a work of color and vibrancy it has more gravitas? 

    there’s something galling about crafting a cinematic madwoman whose madness is so connected to her motherhood and failures therein. it’s not…

  • Another Round

    Another Round

    more on this one later. but suffice to say i really dug it.

  • Time



    found this to be really beautiful and piercing.

  • Black Panthers

    Black Panthers


    “black is honest and beautiful” hell yeah!

    so, for some strange reason tonight i got the bright idea to rewatch the dark knight. i will post a very mixed reappraisal of that later but one thing that really got under my skin — unsurprisingly given who the fuck i am and the times we live in — was it’s portrayal of so-called “good cops”. which, surprise! don’t fucking exist.

    where does this gem of a film by agnes varda come…

  • Impetigore



    really fucking dug this one. it ain’t perfect especially that expository, mostly without dialogue sequence that explains the truth and what the lead (who gives a good performance) must do to lift the curse. but it’s great with tension and quickly sketching the relationships/dynamics these characters have. this film had me screaming at the screen. which is definitely a sign i had a good time and was fully engaged in this story. 

    also, wow that was a lot of throat slitting.

  • Shirley



    more on this wicked gem later.

  • Possessor



    more on this one later. but i will say i dug it severely.

  • I'm Your Woman

    I'm Your Woman

    more on this later.

  • Promising Young Woman

    Promising Young Woman

    writing on this forthcoming.

  • His House

    His House


    This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.

    There’s a lot about this that really sang for me — the mood, certain fourth wall breaking shot decisions and Wunmi Mosaku’s performance being chief amongst them. but after the reveal that Nyagak isn’t actually their daughter i feel the metaphors and ideas the film is working it with start to fall a part. it’s an effectively creepy, at times rich text even though i feel it loses its dynamic qualities and becomes rather odd metaphorically at the end.

  • Vampires vs. the Bronx

    Vampires vs. the Bronx


  • The Trial of the Chicago 7

    The Trial of the Chicago 7

    after molly’s game, who the fuck thought it was a good idea to let aaron sorkin direct again? 

    what an atrocious movie. the accents! the acting! the weird miscasting! that horrid opening montage full of zippy music! what a waste of my damn time.