Night Shyamalan has stalled an almost decade-long descent into the hallowed notoriety of “washed-up-garbage-no-talent movie man” by making a movie that wasn’t awful. Split, which stars James McAvoy and Anya Taylor-Joy, is a gripping and tense horror film that delivers on its promises and doesn't let itself get too weighed down by Shyamalan’s usual schlock and decision making.
I don’t want to make a shameless corporate plug, but we need to speak in terms that all of us can relate to — so excuse the name brand promotion and rest assured I didn’t receive any sort of kickbacks or lifetime supply.
Silence is, despite any reservations viewers might have about its narrative, undeniably beautiful. And, despite my explicit secularity, Silence spurred awe and contemplation from me.
During a live television broadcast on the morning of July 15, 1974, Christine Chubbuck, a 29-year-old television news reporter from Florida committed suicide on-air. Before drawing her hidden revolver and shooting herself behind the right ear, she proclaimed to the camera that “In keeping with Channel 40’s policy of bringing you the latest in ‘blood and guts,’ and in living colour, you are going to see another first — attempted suicide.”
The most important lesson any small business person, artist, or musician has to learn is to separate themselves from their work. I'll elaborate: in the creative process and in the case of a small business, the proprietor of the business or the artist creates something which will in all likelihood be commented on and critiqued by others.
Fantastic Beasts and where to Find Them definitely earned its place right up there with the 1984 The NeverEnding Story, because while watching it, I wasn’t a 21-year-old university student. I was that four-year-old girl that believed stars are peeping holes into different reality. Thank you, J.K. Rowling.
This film will likely sweep at the Oscars, this film will likely become a classic (the same way I think Gravity will become a classic), and this film is easily a masterpiece among Villeneuve’s work so far. The reason that these things are all mostly true is because Arrival is a tale that can only be told the way it is through the medium of film.
The second movie in the budding Jack Reacher film franchise (because you just know it’s going to turn into a franchise), is an exercise in testing the patience of its audience. What do we look for in action movies? Is it thrilling close calls with bad guys? Fist fights in alleys? People falling off buildings while fist fighting bad guys in alleys?
If you’ve seen the trailers for Doctor Strange and the thought hadn’t already crossed your mind, Dr. Strange (Benedict Cumberbatch) makes clear after his first mind-bending trip into the other dimensions of the multiverse, that this film would look extra cool on any kind of hallucinogenic.
When professor and famous symbologist Robert Langdon wakes up in a bland hospital room with no recollection of where he is or how he got there, he must rely on the help of a young doctor, Sienna Brooks, in order to find out why he’s confined to a Florence hospital with a head wound.