This documentary about three intellectually disabled athletes training for the Special Olympics loses focus with personal stories that just aren’t engaging enough.
This documentary about three intellectually disabled athletes training for the Special Olympics loses focus with personal stories that just aren’t engaging enough.
It may be a visual delight, but this sluggish, smug, exasperating film is Wes Anderson’s worst project to date.
Packed with timely social commentary about stereotypes and “blackness,” this sophisticated horror satire is uncomfortable, whip-smart, and a whole lot of fun.
There’s something very Lynchian in this artsy, deadpan, genre-blending film that makes it a worthy homage that also feels wildly original.
Everyone is trying so hard to turn the movie into a wacky, racy comedy that they miss the actual heart of the story.
With its timely conversations about the state of women’s sports and a boost of feel-good nostalgia, this unknown story about the first women’s full tackle football league in the 70s not only deserves to be told, but is a truly outstanding documentary.