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Ari Aster’s ‘EDDINGTON’ Sloppily Relitigates Pandemic Woes

Covid denialism. Mask mandates. BLM protests. Ari Aster’s fourth feature revisits all the trials and tribulations of the 2020 pandemic, dragging us back to that societal fever dream while adopting a decidedly odd “both sides” stance to interrogate the existential mania of the era. The result is a film that tries to tackle a lot—most notably how partisan mainstream media, social platforms, and fringe sites funnel viewers into conspiratorial rabbit holes that deepen division and further otherize an already fraying left/right American divide—but ends up feeling more like the frazzled screed of someone who, frankly, had a really bad pandemic. Read More

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‘SUPERMAN’ Makes CBMs Fun Again

It’s been a good long while since I’ve unequivocally enjoyed a comic book movie, but good readers, I’m pleased to report that Superman makes the genre fun again. It might just be the best comic book movie in years. The latest redux of the OG Man of Steel arrives as the inaugural entry in the new DCU, following the stutter-stepped saga of the DCEU and Henry Cavill’s brooding take on the character. It’s busy, cheesy, overstuffed — and I almost certainly will never watch it again (though that’s true of nearly every comic book movie these days, if not 90% of all movies) — but for a film tasked with both rebooting an iconic character and launching a new cinematic universe, James Gunn mostly pulls off the improbable. This movie flies. Read More

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‘JURASSIC WORLD: REBIRTH’ Another Careless, Lumbering Corpse of IP Resurrection

If there’s one thing that defines Gareth Edwards as a director, it’s his knack for scale. The guy knows how to make things look and feel epic. But the only thing impressive about the scale in Jurassic World Rebirth is just how completely flat and lifeless it all feels. Across seven films, audiences have marveled at prehistoric monstrosities resurrected via ancient Dino DNA, stirring up all the usual ethical woulda, shoulda, coulda hand-wringing. “Just because you can doesn’t mean you should” has never felt more relevant, nor as exhaustingly humdrum as it does with Rebirth. And yet here we are, in the fourth new-era Jurassic World movie (seventh overall), with a film so devoid of purpose and personality that it feels like a supergroup doing a really expensive cover of someone else’s greatest hits album. Read More

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F1’s Big-Screen Thrills Slicked by a Boneheaded Script

Apple’s high-speed Formula One blockbuster bid to break into large-format moviemaking – complete with Hollywood stars, slick, expensive production details, a deluge of product placement, and a who’s who of behind-the-scenes legends (Jerry Bruckheimer! Hans Zimmer!) – doesn’t crash out in flames, but it hardly mounts the podium the way this $300M movie hopes to. What we get is a largely cliché-ridden sports drama about grizzled veteran driver Sonny Hayes (Brad Pitt) and his cocky rookie partner Joshua Pearce (Damson Idris), who have to overcome their differences to get their new team, APX GP, helmed by Javier Bardem’s unconventional Ruben Cervantes, out of first gear and actually winning races. Read More

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‘MATERIALISTS’ Is a Hallmark Movie in Faux Prestige Trappings

Celine Song’s Past Lives – a wistful love triangle between a Korean-American woman, her Korean ex who never quite aligned with her life, and the American man who did – was one of the best films of 2023. Emotionally decadent and raw, it boasted a trio of stunningly honest performances, a sharp script, and economical direction from Song. The first time I saw it, I thought it was great. The second time, I was completely bowled over. In 2025, Song returns to a similar formula: a materialistic matchmaker torn between a rich new suitor who checks every box and her ex, who is sweet but poor and otherwise ill-suited on paper. Whatever Song nailed with Past Lives, she gets absolutely wrong here. Read More

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Competent Live-Action ‘HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON’ Is a Shot-for-Shot Remake Absent Its Own Merit

Few modern animated films have achieved the emotional clarity, visual majesty, and thematic resonance of 2010’s How to Train Your Dragon and its two sequels. They’re bold, inventive works that understood the cinematic power of animation without pandering to children or dulling their edges for mass appeal. So yes, I went into the live-action remake with something bordering on dread. But also, curiosity. Against my better judgment, and seduced slightly by some early, suspiciously polite buzz, I gave it a shot. Read More

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‘THE LIFE OF CHUCK’ Contains Multitudes

Mike Flanagan has always had a unique way of looking at death. From his first breakout series, The Haunting of Hill House, to his more mainstream horror features (Oculus, Doctor Sleep), he’s seen ghosts not as ghastly specters but as existential hangovers. A whispered celebration of life that doubles as an affirmation of its titanic meaning. Though the horror auteur is most closely associated with his genre work — and for good reason; few existing filmmakers come close to touching his impressive oeuvre — The Life of Chuck, an affirming story of life, love, dance, and numbers (but still featuring a probably-apocalypse and ghosts), is perfectly suited to his very particular sensibilities. Read More

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‘DANGEROUS ANIMALS’: Sharks and Serial Killers, Oh My!

As posited by “The Most Dangerous Game, no species is harder to hunt than man. Despite lacking ripping mandibles, fierce claws, venomous excretions, or even the ability to fight one measly gorilla, humans are formidable thanks to our big brains. And opposable thumbs. In Dangerous Animals, man meat is back on the menu as a psychotic Aussie serial killer—moonlighting as a shark encounter expert off the Gold Coast—lures victims onto his boat only to feed them to sharks, recording the horror for later private viewings. When Bruce Tucker (Jai Courtney) abducts tough-as-nails American expat surfer Zephyr (Hassie Harrison), he finds reeling in a prized fighter fish might be more exhilarating than his usual guppy fare. The question becomes: has he bitten off more than he can chew? Read More

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‘BALLERINA’ Floats like a Butterfly, Stings like a Flamethrower

Ana de Armas explodes into the JWEU (John Wick Expanded Universe) with the franchise-expanding spinoff Ballerina. Or, if we’re using the full, painfully cringe title, From the World of John Wick: Ballerina. (The first and last time that full phrase will be used, I promise.) And insofar as any John Wick movie is good, this one is right on par with what the franchise struggles with, what it does well, and what keeps people coming back for more. Armas stars as Eve, a would-be-assassin chica brought up in the same Ruska Roma assassin school as John Wick, bound by their rigid code of contract killer ethics, blood oaths, and golden tokens. It turns out that seeing her father brutally murdered in front of her as a child left a deep impression on her so Eve dedicates herself to this universe’s assassin’s creed of kill, kill, kill. That is until an assignment reveals the very cult responsible for tearing her family apart and setting her on her blood-lusty murder-for-hire path so many years ago. So begins a quest for vengeance that’s very on-brand for this particular revenge-fueled franchise. I am happy to report that no dogs were hurt in the making of this movie. Read More

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‘THE PHOENICIAN SCHEME’ Another Charming, Frothy Anderson Diorama

Wes Anderson’s career is bifurcated between his earlier and later works, with his stop-motion adaptation of The Fantastic Mr. Fox marking the point where things veered into the cartoonishly artificial. His early films had their share of stylistic flourishes: absurdly intricate miniature sets, obsessive symmetry, props so fussed-over they became punchlines. But they grounded these affectations in emotional sincerity. From Bottle Rocket to The Darjeeling Limited, Anderson made films that, despite their quirks, earnestly wrestled with themes of familial estrangement, existential loneliness, and just not fitting in. Since Fox though, emotion has become Anderson’s kryptonite. Something to be avoided at all costs. Read More