A wild ride of fightin’, spittin’, cussin’, and bone snappin’, this testosterone-fueled muscle movie is perfect for a weekend stream.
A wild ride of fightin’, spittin’, cussin’, and bone snappin’, this testosterone-fueled muscle movie is perfect for a weekend stream.
The pacing is painfully slow and the storytelling leisurely lyrical, which both prove to be extremely frustrating.
A must-see for lovers of art and admirers of Kahlo’s works, but those seeking to broaden their horizons will find the film easily accessible.
A deliciously vulgar tale of misogyny, hypocrisy, repression, and female rage, wrapped around a foul-mouthed letter writing scandal in 1920s England.
A series of exhausted, trite, strained relationship, addiction, and reconnection tropes that are screaming with conventionality.
An average post apocalyptic survival story / horror creature feature that is enjoyable, but leaves little impact.