This, Get Out, Split, and Personal Shopper (the one non-horror one is The Lost City of Z).
This, Get Out, Split, and Personal Shopper (the one non-horror one is The Lost City of Z).
Weirdly, four out of the five movies I've seen this year (I know, I know) have been horror or horror-adjacent.
Not so much The Witch as A24's horror movies in general.
*sighs*
David Ehrlich got married today! Not to Cate Blanchett, but I'm sure he's happy nonetheless.
I was wondering what happened to that kid after seemingly all he did post-Looper was that fucking Zach Braff movie and the Halle Berry show about the alien baby.
IMDb is making it up as they go along, because they have the same amount of info as we do about the new episodes beforehand, none. Before the show started, they had all the announced new cast members as only being in one episode each, and now they're just adding actors and appearances with the complete airing of each…
Oh god, I fucking hate you for getting to see Annihilation.
A review of It Comes at Night will come later (maybe at night, maybe in the late afternoon), so all I'll say is that I wish I hated it, so I could've just made the review "It Comes at Night gets the D".
Ah shit, didn't see that the commenting is built into the system.
I hope Infinity War is just a 90-minute battle between Michael B. Jordan With a Fifth Element Haircut and Dandy Space Lord Jeff Goldblum.
(I edited for clarity.)
Lemonade had so many directors that he's probably in there somewhere.
Gotta get those Lost City of Z devotees in the theater somehow, I guess.
Gotta shout out the production design here, courtesy of Hannah Beachler, who designed Fruitvale Station and Creed for Ryan Coogler, Beyonce's Lemonade, and Moonlight.
I guess so, but I find its overall effect of twisting that Spielbergian sentimentality into something visceral and ugly (like the E.T. moon showing up as an agent of death, or just the whole ending) allows me to forgive any lapses into the real thing.
Oh, I love Munich and agree with all that (all that remains of it in public consciousness is the sex scene, it seems like), I just think A.I. is an all-hands-on-deck masterpiece that keeps getting misunderstood even as more fans come out of the woodwork.
I would argue with at least half of those being better than Llewyn Davis.