For as gorgeous and well-directed as Malcolm and Marie is, and for as much as John David Washington and Zendaya give it there all in their respective roles (to admittedly impressive result in Zendaya's case), rarely did I feel a connection with the events, images, and characters on screen that went deeper than the surface. The film has all the aesthetic characteristics of a Cassavetes-Esque relationship drama, but none of the depth, and dare I say, authenticity, that made Cassavetes'…

David Fincher makes his big return to cinema with what is easily his boldest and most intricate film since Zodiac. Mank is a dazzling and dizzying voyage through the world of Old Hollywood filtered through the lens of alcoholic screenwriter Herman J. Mankiewicz, played ever so brilliantly by Gary Oldman. Although far more unconventional than anything Fincher has previously made, particularly in terms of its narrative structure, he still manages to bring that razor-sharp precision that I've come to adore…

“I’m thinking of ending things. Once this thought arrives, it stays. It sticks. It lingers. It dominates. There’s not much I can do about it. Trust me. It doesn’t go away. It’s there whether I like it or not. It’s there when I eat. When I go to bed. It’s there when I sleep. It’s there when I wake up. It’s always there. Always.”

It's been two days since I first watched I'm Thinking of Ending Things, and it hasn't…

I felt compelled to rewatch this today, partially due to it being Philip Seymour Hoffman's birthday (may he Rest In Peace), but mostly because I've been thinking a lot about my mortality lately. It's been a consistent anxiety of mine for years, but the recent and sudden passing of a certain public figure who I was deeply fond of, has made me especially contemplative on the issue. I'd never met this man before and I had no real connection to…