The Art of Self-Defense kicks with fists while crunching numbers
Movie Review: The Art of Self-Defense
Director Riley Stearns bares some surprising truths in a predictable revenge story that evolves into a forensic audit of the masculine identity as Jesse Eisenberg plays a meek accountant who helps a karate instructor reconcile the books.
Spider-Man Far From Home — with excess baggage
Movie Review: Spider-Man Far From Home
The web-slinger gets sticky in a whole new set of places in a so-so sequel that finds a sweet spot in the unspoken codes of masculinity, and what it means to be Spider-Man and awkward teen, Peter Parker, simultaneously.
Shaft proves even manufactured icons can find soul
Movie Review: Shaft
Who’s the black private dick that’s a sex magnet to all the chicks? You’re damn right. It’s Shaft, a manufactured icon that’s organically adapting to the times, and reflecting an African-American identity in the midst of transition.
The Dead Don’t Die Doesn’t End Well
Movie review: The Dead Don’t Die
Jim Jarmusch’s send-up of horror tropes feels like a basic lesson in what zombie movies symbolize — a cultural descent into empty consumerism and brain-devouring distractions -- but little more.
Secret Life of Pets 2 regurgitates comic hairballs
Movie review: The Secret Life of Pets 2
Like its predecessor, The Secret Life of Pets 2 proves the people at Illumination Animation pay attention to animal behaviour. So if this collection feels more like a random string of events pulled from strange places, we can find a way to forgive the mess, and love it anyway.
Rocketman showers glitter on Elton John’s glorious whole
Movie Review: Rocketman
Director Dexter Fletcher swallows some of the uglier truths about the arena rock sensation that defined the 1970s in an entertaining spectacle that brings real feeling to what many considered a pop music sausage factory.
