The action is quite thrilling and visually extravagant, colors popping off the screen with beauty and vigor. It's too bad the film surrounding such fisticuffs is corny, poorly acted, and featuring what might be the worst performances of the year by Ray Stevenson and Allison Doody as two racist English aristocrats/colonizers who revel in torturing the people of India. Perhaps it's the cartoonish writing instead. Either way, Rise Roar Revolt is ambitious, entertaining, and covers a much-neglected mecca of world history, but without the consistent filmmaking acumen to really make it sing.
As of August 2022, the best film of the year so far. See it in IMAX for the stark, beautiful images by Hoyte Van Hoytema. Kiki Palmer proves she belongs as a leading lady in Hollywood, and Danny Kaluuya and Steven Yuen are quietly excellent as men attempting to preserve their legacies in very different ways. It's nice to see (and hear) Michael Wincott again, his gravelly voice criminally underused in the movie biz. This is heady spectacle at its…
Mumblecore is often a pejorative, assigned to films that prioritize talky ponderousness over plot and character. With Alexander Jeffery’s Molto Bella, a film inspired by the likes of Before Sunrise and other fly-by-night romantic dramas, the term oughta be re-branded as Romanticore. The film, which recently screened at the Sound Unseen film festival, is a quiet, calm, peaceful ninety minutes of two lovely, artistic people talking and walking the cobblestone streets of Terramina, Italy and, inevitably, falling in love.
Ari Aster’s sophomore effort Midsommar is not so much a horror film in the modern sense of the word. It’s not made for theme park thrills or excited giggles following a quick fright. It’s a horror film in the traditional sense of the word, it’s meant to horrify and disturb and, surprisingly, make you laugh. Midsommar is a horrifying essay on human nature, relationships, and anxiety, and it’s wickedly funny too.
Anxiety’s an asshole, especially on vacation. I would know,…