With most good critics prematurely releasing their 2019 Best of the Year lists (before the year has even come to a close and they clearly haven’t seen all the films they wished to yet), now seems like a grand time for my 2018 Best of Yesteryear list.
Lady Bird, although not dead, felt zombified, identifying with the cynicism and pettiness of its main character to a point of making it unappealing – but Little Women has emerged as a far more endearing and far more speculative film that makes for a more inviting experience.
Ken Russell was quite simply one of the maddest filmmakers ever. The performances under his…
Whether or not you think this film has any merit or not, no film should be kept in the vault – if an old film presents outdated racial portrayals, then we get to be privy to these racial portrayals of that time.
Get on the Bus is entertaining as it plays, full of banter and camaraderie, but for a film so inwardly focused on this real-life monumental event, it doesn’t have much of a resonating message to leave with. It feels like a lighter affair from Lee.
In this particular era of film criticism and journalism, it wasn’t hugely surprising to see some reviews and opinion pieces about Joker that were hot flaming piles of wet garbage. So I took a look at the absolutely stinkiest ones, so you don’t have to.
