‘Vox Lux’ Review

Vox Lux

Vox Lux might be great. I’ve watched it three times now; each time I’ve become more convinced of this notion. And if it is great, its greatness derives in no small part from the voiceover narration of Willem Dafoe.

‘Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse’ Review

Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse

There’s no reason Spider-Man: Into the Spiderverse should work, really. It mucks about with concepts that only deep readers of the comic books will be familiar with. It introduces half a dozen new characters in an incredibly short amount of time. It is brought to life in an odd animation style that serves as an implicit rejection of the super-slick Pixar/Disney ideal that has come to dominate animated films in recent years.

The ‘Christmas Prince’ Is a Totalitarian Despot of a Third-World Hellhole

For reasons I refuse to disclose, I watched Netflix’s A Christmas Prince: The Royal Wedding this weekend. The movie is the second in the series of movies about a nonthreatening conventionally attractive journalist named Amber, who goes undercover to interview Richard, the prince of a generic European country called Aldovia. Spoilers: they fall in love. …

‘Widows’ Review


Widows is well cast and perfectly acted, tells a compelling story about how corruption aids outright criminality without being overly didactic about it, and is directed with a firmness one might expect from an Oscar-winning director whose command of visual storytelling verges on the total. If it weren’t for the fact that there’s one twist too many, it would be a nearly perfect movie.

‘Halloween’ Review


The Shape flits about the edge of my vision, darting hither and yon. The music swells and a silhouette streaks by. The movements are surprisingly quick and agile, the shadows on the floor seemingly independent from the lights on the screen projecting David Gordon Green’s sequel/soft-reboot of Halloween. The Shape remains obscured—we’ve yet to get a good look at him, at his face. And then, a flash of light! The Shape is illuminated. It stares right at me, piercing my soul with his eyes, black as night.