A young go-getter, convinced by his father that he will amount to greatness, is poised to conquer New York City circa 1920. Now watch him struggle and fall from grace. In excruciating detail. Kitchen sink realism, rare for a studio release from the period, featuring some hidden camera glimpses of the big city. Not nearly as depressing as it sounds, thanks to director King Vidor's masterful tonal control. Essential viewing for silent movie buffs.

The film that catapulted Errol Flynn and Olivia de Havilland to stardom, this smart, fleet-footed swashbuckler from CASABLANCA director Michael Curtiz, set in the late 17th century, infuses the genre with wit, humor and historical context. Gotta love that rousing, majestic score by Erich Wolfgang Korngold. A blast.

Repellent poverty porn trying to pass off as slice-of-life "humanism." That mix of professional actors and nonprofessionals that paid off so well for Sean Baker in "Tangerine" yields disastrous results in this collection of heavy-handed ironies. As someone who's lived in Florida for the past 22 years, I'm more than a little insulted Sean Baker took a look at Kissimmee and this is all he saw. Dafoe is nicely understated, but he has very little to do beyond posing for self-consciously picturesque widescreen vistas. Seeing "The Florida Project" is like wading in a pool filled with feces, urine and little brats' crocodile tears. Truly the pits.

A rare combination of beauty, smarts, wisdom and a limitless wellspring of tenderness, "Call Me by Your Name" is the One That Got Away on celluloid, coming back into your life to revisit what made your bond so special. If this movie were a person, I'd throw my arms around it and never let go. That Hammer/Chalamet chemistry is off the charts. If loving CMBYN as wholeheartedly as I do is wrong, I don't want to be right.

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