Justin Kurzel puts manhood, infamous 1800s criminals, and the first feature film ever made into a bushranging blender.
Double Fine’s bizarro debut remains singular 15 years later in how it explores characters’ minds—and the platformer genre’s own neuroses.
Coming off his documentary work, Greg Barker presents his first scripted feature in a mishmash of undercooked storylines and characters.
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Kelly Reichardt’s latest is a kindhearted storybook of a film that gracefully balances the sights, sounds, and textures of pre-Gold Rush Oregon.
After 28 years, two sequels, and now with a reboot coming this June, Bernard Rose’s look at racial and economic disparity lingers the most in how it skewers the myth of the white savior.
Autumn de Wilde’s straightforward adaptation of Jane Austen’s novel has its charming moments, but that doesn’t make up for its missed opportunities.
The iconic video game franchise gets a prickly, unoriginal adaptation that piles on the contrivances and dated references.
Kitty Green’s latest incisively explores the systems that protect predators, resulting in something more than a simple Weinstein allegory.
Jeff Wadlow’s adaptation of the late-’70s TV show is a thrill-free getaway that only entertains when it goes from generic to incoherent.
Nat Faxon & Jim Rash’s remake of Ruben Östlund’s 2014 dramedy is a dragged-out rehash that oversimplifies its point—and then loses it.
Jeff Orlowski’s documentary about the effects and ethics of social media lacks enough emotional depth or practical solutions to work.
Anabel Rodríguez Ríos’s documentary about tension in the small village of Congo Mirador is both singular and specific.
Edson Oda’s debut feature about a group of souls looking to be born into the real world is a great premise with pretty good execution.
Lance Oppenheim’s documentary about the largest retirement village in America blends droll humor with small, salient touches.
Emerald Fennell’s feature debut may be flawed, but it’s an empathetic portrayal of rage, anguish, and black comedy.
Cedric Cheung-Lau’s super slow burn overdoes itself at points, but it finds its beauty—and then finds it again.
Brandon Cronenberg’s second feature is a po-faced collection of genre tropes that wastes its cast and a modest sense of style.