A star-studded misfire that is smug, irritating, and borderline intolerable.
Every element of haunting noir feels flawless on its own, but Del Toro brings them all together to craft a film of near perfection.
A very funny, touching, and poignant film that explores what happens when an artist stops creating.
In a better year for movies, “Ocean’s 8” would rank towards the bottom of the stink heap. But here we are in June of 2018 and somehow this has emerged as one of the more entertaining films I’ve seen in months.
“Thor: Ragnarok” is big and loud, but at least it’s not dumb — and that makes all the difference.
There’s not much going on here but a cacophony of indecipherable obscurity that’s masquerading as high art. I struggled to get through this film, and you will too.