Unpleasant, slow, and oddly self-important, this boundary-pushing psychosexual thriller is just too nasty to care much about at all.
Unpleasant, slow, and oddly self-important, this boundary-pushing psychosexual thriller is just too nasty to care much about at all.
The film allows meaning to emerge through quiet observations and everyday interactions between a father, his sons, and the world.
Even as a person who has an in-depth grasp on Disney history, I learned a ton and found out things that I’d never heard (or seen) before.
A coming-of-age film that knows exactly what it’s going for, even if it doesn’t do anything wildly new with the formula.
The type of documentary that mistakes sheer volume of information for insight, this one feels like an overlong lecture.
An indie road trip movie that’s not particularly revolutionary, but just a genuinely nice story that meets its modest ambitions.