Real talk: VALERIAN AND THE CITY OF A THOUSAND PLANETS is one of the year's most brilliantly entertaining romps.
Give me this over some trash-ass Marvel film any day.
Oppressive, lean, and blisteringly tense, Christopher Nolan realises a visceral nightmare with DUNKIRK.
On a purely technical level, it is an extraordinary achievement; cinematically rich and decadent, punctuated by a primal, nauseating score, and textured by breathlessly composed cinematography. On a thematic level, it unfolds with surprising restraint, as dialogue is sacrificed for physicality; tone and subtext favoured over three-act structure.
DUNKIRK is not a perfect movie, but it does an awful lot perfectly. It's processes of building anxiety and…
ALIEN: COVENANT has less brain cells, imagination, and purpose than roadkill. It is tragically written, dismally crafted, and populated by the most titantically disposable characters of the year. So much so, they actually tell you when they are going to die:
"Hey bro, I'm gonna take a leak, so like don't wait for me and stuff because Xenomorphs are here and they gonna eat my spleen. YOLOOOOOO"
"Hey bro, just stick your head over this freaky alien egg…
Basically it's the new Twilight.
Everyone knows it's the new Twilight.
And anyone knows it's the new Twilight.
Universally, it's the new Twilight.
That's it; it's the new Twilight.
It's the new Twilight.
Filling the gap left by Twilight.
Understand? It's the new Twilight.
Love Twilight? Well this is the new Twilight.
Cheer emo kids! It's the new Twilight.
Rejoice sexually repressed teens! It's the new Twilight.
Embrace fans of mellow indie! It's the new Twilight.
Ascend in your masses…