Jeff Mitchell’s Top 20 Films of 2024

 
 

2024 is another banner year for cinema, and, once again, the annual best-movies selection becomes a challenging but rewarding responsibility. 

I gladly experienced 188 new films in 2024 and proudly chronicled my 20 favorites.  

“We Grown Now” just missed my list.  Don’t let that impressive flick pass you by, and I hope you also explore the following motion pictures, my Top 20 Films of 2024.  


20. “Bird” – Bailey (Nykiya Adams) doesn’t have a stable homelife in director/writer Andrea Arnold’s movie.  She lives in a questionable apartment with her irresponsible dad (Barry Keoghan) and half-brother.  Bug (Keoghan) declares his engagement to a woman he barely knows, and Bailey turns to an eccentric adult named Bird (Franz Rogowski) for support, albeit not at first, and meanwhile, he needs assistance too.  They form a friendship and help one another with their separate out-of-reach connections on a nomadic pilgrimage, one rooted in compelling performances by Adams, Keoghan, and Rogowski.  

 
 

19. “How to Make Millions Before Grandma Dies” – M’s (Putthipong Assaratanakul) cousin Mui (Tontawan Tantivejakul) cares for their grandfather during his final days, and she inherits his home.  When their grandmother, Amah (Usha Seamkhum), is diagnosed with cancer, M, a lazy video game streamer, is inspired to follow Mui’s lead and tends to Amah for a potential payday.  Director/co-writer Pat Boonnitipat’s dramedy offers rich characters and frank insights about family faults and devotion.  This cinematic trip flows in a foreseeable direction, but “Millions” is an enjoyable, moving, and rewarding journey, and Assaratanakul and Seamkhum are exceedingly prosperous as on-screen kin.   

 
 

18. “Conclave” - “It is a war, and you have to commit to a side.”  Director Edward Berger’s “All Quiet on the Western Front” (2022) won four Oscars and was nominated for five others.  His new film, “Conclave”, about an entirely different type of war, is destined for Oscar nominations too.  Set in the present day, a conflict embroils Vatican City.  The Pope dies of a heart attack, and Cardinal Thomas Lawrence (Ralph Fiennes) is placed in charge of the Catholic Church’s conclave, where the acting cardinals will elect a new leader.  Berger weaves a gripping drama where a talented ensemble (Stanley Tucci, John Lithgow, Lucian Msamati, Sergio Castellitto, Isabella Rossellini, and Carlos Diehz), in their hallowed forms, repeatedly converses in dark corners and open spaces within the Vatican as arguments between liberal and conservative views play out like private confessions and comprehensive sermons.  

 
 

17. “I’m Still Here” – Former Brazilian Congressman Rubens Paiva (Selton Mello) turned away from politics.  He’s a successful businessman now and lives with his wife, Eunice (Fernanda Torres), and their children, who reside only a few steps away from Rio de Janeiro’s beach scene.  Life is beautiful until it’s not.  Director Walter Salles (“Central Station” (1998), “The Motorcycle Diaries” (2004)) chronicles a Paiva family biopic about their deeply personal and unjust encounter with Brazil’s military dictatorship during the 1970s.  Salles’ film is a cautionary tale of extreme government overreach, while Mello and Torres deliver absorbing performances during this unsettling and inspirational watch. 

 
 

16. “Didi” – Thirteen-year-old Chris “Didi” Wang (Izaac Wang) has trouble navigating life in his world of Freemont, Calif.  His grades are average.  He often fights with his college-bound sister, Vivian (Shirley Chen), and regularly tells white lies to cover for his naivety.  He wants to get the girl, Madi (Mahaela Park), but doesn’t know how, and he also unwittingly alienates himself from his few friends.  Director/writer Sean Wang crafts a hopeless existence for Didi that every teenager and former teenager can recall while offering a nostalgia trip to 2008 and the online connections of that recent era.  

 
 

15. “Nowhere Special” - “He’s a happy wee boy.” John (James Norton), a single dad, proudly declares about his four-year-old son Michael (Daniel Lamont).  The two take a deliberate but solemn journey in Belfast as John faces the abyss.  He suffers from a terminal illness, and with no other relatives in sight, he’s forced to give up Michael for adoption. Director/writer Uberto Pasolini regularly spends the father and son’s time with simple, tranquil scenes and avoids the cliches of introducing forced arguments.  Explosive conflict between the two doesn’t materialize.  What appears is a beautiful, encouraging story about the devoted bond between father and son but one wrapped in ever-present heartbreak and vulnerabilities.  

 
 

14. “Nosferatu” – Director/writer Robert Eggers adapts the classic vampire story, and he and cinematographer Jarin Blaschke incarnate a sinister visual stunner.  This 132-minute tale of doom divulges Count Orlok’s (Bill Skarsgard) looming assault on 1838 Wisborg, Germany to reunite with Ellen (Lily-Rose Depp), his victim and object of his desires.  Eggers and Skarsgard invoke dread and hopelessness, as a male collection of would-be protectors (Willem Dafoe, Nicholas Hoult, Aaron Taylor-Johnson, and Ralph Ineson) do not inspire confidence, and that’s by design during this unsettling tale.

 
 

13. “Love Lies Bleeding” – Director/co-writer Rose Glass’ crime drama might best be described as “Blood Simple” (1984) meets “Pumping Iron II: The Women” (1985), when an upcoming female bodybuilder, Jackie (Katy O’Brian), strolls into a small New Mexican town on her way to a Las Vegas competition and starts a relationship with a local gym manager, Lou (Kristen Stewart).  Jackie and Lou have good intentions, but trouble finds this pair due to Lou’s disruptive family, as Glass and co-writer Weronika Tofilska’s constantly fascinating 1980s noir flexes claustrophobic circumstances in the wide-open American Southwest.  

 
 

12. “Hard Truths” – Director/writer Mike Leigh is back with his first movie in six years, and he does not disappoint.  Neither does Marianne Jean-Baptiste (“Secrets & Lies” (1996)), who delivers the best female lead performance of the year.  Pansy (Jean-Baptiste) is possibly the most cantankerous matriarch portrayed in cinema since Violet Weston (Meryl Streep) in “August: Osage County” (2013).  The difference here is that Jean-Baptiste’s Pansy carries massive swaths of comedy during her astonishing rants, ones that rival Allison Janney’s Oscar-winning work as Tonya Harding’s mother, LaVona, in “I, Tonya” (2017).  The other characters, in this English family drama, attempt to cope with Pansy’s angst while Leigh offers no easy answers to reach harmony, as only he can. 

 
 

11. “Vermiglio” – Director/writer Maura Delpero whisks us to a gorgeous, mountainous setting in Northern Italy for a sensitive family tale at the end of World War II.  Pietro (Giuseppe De Domenico), a war veteran from Sicily, arrives in town and meets Lucia (Martina Scrinzi), the daughter of a revered teacher, Cesare (Tommaso Rango).  Lucia is shy but smitten, and she and Pietro begin cordial flirting, which blossoms into something more.  Delpero develops several intriguing supporting characters, and she and the actors easily allow our immediate investment into following their destinies in this beautifully shot and crafted picture.  

 
 

10. “The Shadow Strays” – Holy smokes.  Director/writer Timo Tjahjanto’s modern-day martial arts film is a wildly entertaining, crowd-pleasing bloodbath.  Granted, this critic doesn’t often catch flicks in this genre, but I can’t recall a more violent movie, which is Tjahjanto’s point.  Set in Jakarta, a gifted, efficient assassin named 13 (Aurora Ribero) embarks on a ferocious campaign against a vast, vicious criminal organization.  Well, its nefarious members are in trouble!  Twenty-year-old Ribero, with only four months of training, is a wondrous, charismatic phenom, and Hana Malasan plays 13’s mentor, Umbra, as her coercing, cutthroat co-star.  Swordplay, knife fights, machine-gun fire, slugfests, ruthless swings of a baseball bat, and more bombard the screen for 144 minutes!

 
 

9. “The Village Next to Paradise” – The sun always shines on a modest oceanfront village in Somalia.  Still, there isn’t enough commerce for residents to save for a rainy day.   Mamargade (Ahmed Ali Farah), a gravedigger by trade, can’t find enough work and even asks a colleague if any deadly drone strikes have recently struck…to help support his day job.  He lives with his sister Araweelo (Anab Ahmed Ibrahim) and his young son, Cigaal (Ahmed Mohamud Saleban), but Mamargade leans on her for financial support while she also grapples with the depressing economic status quo.  Director/writer Mo Harawe’s tranquil pacing and commitment to the three leads’ arcs are mesmerizing.   

 
 

8. “Santosh” – Santosh (Shahana Goswami) loses her husband, a police officer, when he is killed in the line of duty; however, through a government-sponsored program, as a widow, she is offered his position within the force.  With no background in law enforcement, Santosh attempts to navigate her new career in a male-dominated arena but finds an ally, a toughened female veteran, Geeta Sharma (Sunita Rajwar).  They follow a troubling case that leads to raw, explosive choices for the new constable.  Santosh and Geeta cooperate, endure, and duel during their complex relationship in director/writer Sandhya Suri’s impressive effort, her first narrative feature.

 
 

7. “Do Not Expect Too Much from the End of the World” – Angela (Ilinca Manolache) is stressed out.  This 30-something attractive but gruff Romanian drives around Bucharest for long hours every workday and captures videos of potential actors for corporate safety videos.  It’s a thankless job, but Angela doubles as a social media star during her shifts by reciting caustic and crude insights for 60-second snippets at a time in director/writer Radu Jude’s bonkers comedy.  Jude’s unorthodox production runs for 163 minutes, and he includes oodles of scenes where the camera simply sits in the passenger seat as the audience witnesses Angela dealing with local traffic.  However, the movie doesn’t suffer from pacing issues for those fascinated by Manolache’s industrious performance because we’re constantly reeling from her last encounter or diatribe while wondering what uninhabited curiosity she’ll execute next. 

 
 

6. “The Fox” – Franz Streitberger (Maximilian Reinwald), a farmhand, needs work, so he enlists in the Austrian Army in 1937, but he does not anticipate that WWII will erupt two years later.  As a military motorcycle messenger, he certainly didn’t foresee that he would adopt a fox cub, who lost his mother, and care for it during the middle of the war.  This unlikely pairing during this improbable time is based on a true story, and director/writer Adrian Goiginger is Franz’s great-grandson.  Goiginger, Reinwald, and the four-legged actor(s) lend profound care in capturing the duality of the gentle bond between Franz and Foxy under stressful and impractical living conditions.  “The Fox” is a must-see for animal lovers…and everyone else.  Bring tissues.

 
 

5. “The Substance” – When 50-something actress Elisabeth Sparkle (Demi Moore) feels the effects of Father Time, she turns to a mad-scientist treatment, a mysterious green liquid known as The Substance, and suddenly, her 20-something self (Margaret Qualley) appears!  How cool, right?  Well, there’s a catch.  Uh oh!  Director/writer Coralie Fargeat’s (“Revenge” (2017)) sensational body-horror tale gorges on gore and proudly holds up a maddening mirror to society’s demand for impossible beauty standards.  Moore and Qualley are terrific, both inside and out! 

 
 

4. “Anora” – Director/writer Sean Baker’s boy-meets-girl movie is an electric and turbulent exotic-dancer-meets-Russian-billionaire love story.  Anora (Mikey Madison), or “Ani” as she prefers, dazzles Vanya (Mark Eydelshteyn) with seductive charm, and his freewheeling charisma and monetary excesses astonish her.  This dynamic duo disregards their safety belts on their wild rollercoaster affair.  Baker’s films (“Tangerine” (2015), “The Florida Project” (2017), “Red Rocket” (2021)) live on society’s fringes, but this high-roller flick frequently lives in lavish spaces.  With kinetic camerawork and captivating performances, this comedy – with grounded drama too - flies as Baker’s most vivacious film. 

 
 

3. “The Seed of the Sacred Fig” – Director/writer Mohammad Rasoulof’s troubling picture is set in modern-day Tehran, where a family of four – at first - internally struggle with the differing generational outlooks on the 2022/2023 hijab protests.  However, the focus changes once the patriarch, Iman (Missagh Zareh), faces a specific work crisis that spills into the home.  Rasoulof fills his whodunit with paranoia as Iman, Iman’s wife, Najmeh (Soheila Golestani), and their girls, Rezvan (Masha Rostami) and Sana (Setareh Maleki), attempt to cope with their in-house commotion as well as country-wide turmoil.  A jaw-dropping experience. 

 
 

2. “Flow” – Director Gints Zilbalodis’ lead actor is a cat, a black cat with gold eyes, and this curious, improvisational star stars in an animated tale, a touching and wondrous 85-minute odyssey which no one addresses him in English, Zilbalodis’ native Latvian, or any other human-spoken language, and he doesn’t have a name.  Our feline protagonist meets a capybara, a yellow lab, a lemur, and a secretary bird, and no one breaks into “Hakuna Matata” as they work together to survive a cataclysmic flood.  They encounter wondrous sites made by human civilizations and Mother Nature that are spiritual, soothing, and awe-inspiring with a Machu Picchu-like quality on a captivating, unconventional canvas from beginning to end.   

 
 

1.  “The Girl with the Needle” – Karoline (Vic Carmen Sonne), a seamstress, can’t make ends meet in Copenhagen while her husband fights in The Great War.  She’s forced to move into a dilapidated flat that sets in motion her desperate journey where harsh lines of economic classes and limited choices for women lead her to an unexpected landing spot with a new friend (Trine Dyrholm).  Director/co-writer Magnus von Horn’s gorgeously shot black and white picture contrasts and compliments the exceedingly bleak narrative, a film that examines the horrors that war brings home and even darker existing pursuits in broad societal daylight.  Sonne and Dyrholm shine brightly with Oscar-worthy performances in von Horn’s disturbing and ghastly masterpiece. 

 
 

A Complete Unknown – Movie Review

Directed by:  James Mangold

Written by:  James Mangold and Jay Cocks, based on Elijah Wald’s book

Starring:  Timothee Chalamet, Edward Norton, Elle Fanning, Monica Barbaro, Boyd Holbrook, and Scoot McNairy

Runtime:  141 minutes

Chalamet is perfectly in tune as Dylan in “A Complete Unknown” 

“I’ve stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains.  I’ve walked, and I’ve crawled on six crooked highways.” – “A Hard Rain’s A-Gonna Fall” by Bob Dylan

In January 1961, Robert Allen Zimmerman (a.k.a. Bob Dylan) moved to New York City to pursue music.   Sixty-three years later, the rest is history.  83-year-old Grammy/Oscar/Nobel Prize/Presidential Medal of Freedom-winning Bob Dylan continues to enjoy a beyond-incredible career, and he just wrapped up his 2021-2024 tour in London on November 14.  

Timothee Chalamet (“Call Me by Your Name” (2017), “Dune: Part One” (2021), “Bones and All” (2022), “Wonka” (2023)), 29 and one of the most celebrated actors today, is the opposite of a complete unknown.  He fearlessly steps in front of director James Mangold’s camera and is flat-out incredible as Bob Dylan in the biopic, “A Complete Unknown”. 

Chalamet sings and plays guitar and the harmonica, and the man performs up to 40 Dylan songs (according to Google) over the course of Mangold’s 141-minute movie.  This critic owns about 20 Dylan CDs and has seen Bob in concert four times since 1992.  

I’m a Dylan fan, and Chalamet nails it in an uncanny, jaw-dropping performance that left me impressed about 30 seconds into his first song - very early in the first act – a tune that will not be revealed in this review, so not to ruin the experience for other Zimmerman enthusiasts.  

Since Bob’s career spans seven decades, Mangold could choose from several Dylan eras (his days with The Band or The Traveling Wilburys, his conversion to Christianity, “The Creative Comeback” (as defined by “Rolling Stone”), etc.) for his movie, but the “A Complete Unknown” covers Dylan’s 1961 arrival in New York to 1965, based on Elijah Wald’s “Dylan Goes Electric!” and Mangold and Jay Cocks’ screenplay. 

“A Complete Unknown” is an appropriate title because Bob (Chalamet) suddenly appears in NY, and this unassuming high-E-string-skinny 19-year-old kid with a subdued, mumbling speaking voice soon becomes an iconic singer/songwriter in Greenwich Village and far beyond, with a bottomless well of lyrics and melodies in his mind and guitar case.

Who is this kid?  How does he formulate his ideas?  How did he develop his sound?  

Mangold and Chalamet do not really answer these questions other than a few fleeting mentions here and there, including a brief reference to Bob’s scrapbook, one that he’d rather not discuss.  These deliberate screenplay decisions could be frustrating to some movie audiences who want to know the intricate beats of the man behind hits like “Song to Woody”, “Blowin’ in the Wind”, “Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right”, “The Times They Are a-Changin’”, “Boots of Spanish Leather”, and so many more.   

That’s not this movie.  

Instead, the narrative follows his formative musical-artist years.  Bob forges professional relationships with Joan Baez (Monica Barbaro), Johnny Cash (Boyd Holbrook), and others, but the key tie is with Pete Seeger (Edward Norton).  During this time, Pete is a 42-year-old worldwide folk-music hero who immediately helps introduce and elevate Bob to NY audiences.  Pete embraces Bob’s gifts and sees him as another champion for his musical style, which includes the famed Newport Folk Festival.  

Mangold, Norton, and Chalamet navigate Pete and Bob’s working relationship with grace, care, and affection.  Norton is delightful as Pete, strumming a gentle cadence and offering warm smiles.  Edward delivers a pleasing, but brief, live performance that captures the tenderness and connection with Seeger’s audiences.  

Of course, Dylan doesn’t always relish connections to his audiences.  He likes writing and performing music that he prefers, and if he doesn’t feel like playing “Blowin’ in the Wind” with Joan on stage in front of thousands, he won’t.  Additionally, if that means recording a new album that isn’t folk-based, that’s his prerogative as he sees it.  This story heads straight ahead at 55 mph (folk-music speed) towards a collision course with the 1965 Newport Folk Festival, as Pete and the community hope that Bob will stay with his roots, but as mentioned earlier, Bob’s career spanned many eras. 

Speaking of eras, cinematographer Phedon Papamichael beautifully captures the period with muted greys, browns, and greens of the period and the primarily urban locale.  The scenes in small bars and large auditoriums feel entirely authentic.  Costume designer Arianne Phillips is in tune with the era as well, as much of the film looks like we’re stepping into the “The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan” (1963) album cover.  Elle Fanning plays Bob’s girlfriend, Sylvie Russo, a fictionalized version of Suze Rotolo, the woman pictured on that album.  

Sylvie meets Bob before he reaches superstar status, and sharing him with the world becomes a troubling gig for their relationship.  We see Sylvie cope with global forces, but the movie zeroes in on Bob’s working/personal relationship with Joan as the primary dilemma.  Barbaro is terrific on stage, and with Joan’s already-established celebrity, Bob and Sylvia’s fraying bond looks to tear apart. 

Making a Bob Dylan biopic is a Herculean task, and Mangold rises to the mythological challenge.  He creates palatable tension with Bob’s creative journey and personal and professional relationships, even though it sometimes feels like the film crosses off events or moments like a checklist.  This isn’t a unique circumstance with biopics, but “Unknown” is competently constructed and beautifully acted, and the film looks and sounds great.  The numbers in front of big audiences seem real, and the more personal moments in a studio (or small room) feel even larger.  

For Dylan fans, “A Complete Unknown” sings as a joyous celebration.  Those unfamiliar with Bob’s work will probably learn a thing or two or 10, including that Chalamet delivers an Oscar-worthy performance.

Jeff’s ranking

3/4 stars


Mufasa: The Lion King – Movie Review

Directed by:  Barry Jenkins

Written by:  Jeff Nathanson

Starring:  Aaron Pierre, Kelvin Harrison Jr., Tiffany Boone, John Kani, Seth Rogen, Billy Eichner, Keith David, Thandiwe Newton, Lennie James, and Mads Mikkelsen

Runtime:  118 minutes

‘Mufasa: The Lion King’ is an unnecessary prequel, but the music and ambitious production should please devoted fans

During the first hour of “Mufasa: The Lion King”, Pumbaa (Seth Rogen) exclaims, “This story is killing me.”

In a few ways, he’s not wrong.  

Now, hold on. 

To be fair, director Barry Jenkins’ prequel “Mufasa: The Lion King” didn’t kill this critic, but with a runtime of nearly two hours and several surprisingly violent and visceral lion-on-lion brawls, with claws swiping and jaws snapping, one might wonder if children will embrace this latest PG-rated incarnation of Disney’s famed circle-of-life tale. 

The animation style is like the one used in 2019’s “The Lion King”.  It’s called “a photorealistic style using 3D computer-generated imagery” to mimic live-action (and admittedly, I don’t have the foggiest of how it works) as the animals roam about an African setting.  In a December 20, 2024 “CNTraveller.com” article by Graeme Green, Jenkins and production designer Mark Friedberg looked to the landscapes of “Namibia, Botswana, Zambia, Tanzania, Uganda, and Kenya…as well as the iconic Victoria Falls” as backdrops for their film, and the varied surroundings are impressive on the big screen.

“Mufasa: The Lion King”, a family drama, is also a musical, so the lions and other wildlife sing on occasion and also volley back and forth from their natural roars, grunts, barks, and chirps to speak English.  So, it’s all a little disconcerting at first, especially because an authentic-looking warthog Pumbaa isn’t nearly as cute and cuddly as the animated 1994 original, and it looks and sounds a bit forced when a flock of ostriches suddenly burst in song while scampering across the prairie.   

However, Lin-Manuel Miranda offers his original songs to the Jenkins film, and a few of them stick with you afterward, including “I Always Wanted a Brother” (co-written by Nicholas Britell) and “Bye Bye”.  Miranda, who wrote the original songs in “Moana” (2016), was not involved with “Moana 2”, and his presence is noticeably missed in that 2024 production.  

Jenkins and screenwriter Jeff Nathanson celebrate the “The Lion King” lore as the movie begins in the present day. Rafiki (John Kani) tells Simba’s cub, Kiara (Blue Ivy Carter), the story of her grandfather, Mufasa (Aaron Pierre).  Pumbaa and Timon (Billy Eichner) are there for comic relief, but unfortunately, their jokes do not land any riotous blows.  Still, this duo is on-site due to tradition.   

Anyway, Rafiki reaches into the past, as we see cub Mufasa (Braelyn Rankins) living happily with his parents, who talk about someday reaching paradise, a place called Milele. 

“Imagine a kingdom.  The water flows.  The grass is high.  It’s not a dream.  Someday, we’ll go.”

This triad’s dream suddenly becomes a nightmare. Mufasa is separated from his parents and is lost.  He finds himself with a brand-new pride.  A cub about his age, Taka (Theo Somolu), befriends him, and they become BFFs.  

Better yet, brothers.  

On the other hand, Taka’s father, Obasi (Lennie James), doesn’t accept this “stray” as his own, so Mufasa lives and works with the lionesses, including Taka’s mother, Eshe (Thandiwe Newton).  Rather than helping protect the pride, which includes sleeping the days away, Mufasa learns the craft of hunting with Eshe.  This makes Mufasa a unique asset, as he’s physically built for battle against potential foes, and as a skillful hunter, he can also tell if antelopes are upwind due to the nature of their horns and their ever-so-slight impact on the said wind.  

Impressive, as Darth Vader once said.  

Speaking of which, the movie’s introduction states, “In Remembrance of James Earl Jones” on the silver screen, a beautiful touch.  

The beauty of Mufasa’s new living arrangements soon turns ugly.  A white lion pride, led by Kiros (Mads Mikkelsen), looks to seize Obasi’s land and take lethal revenge.  This new danger pairs up a “teenage” Mufasa and Taka (Kelvin Harrison Jr.) to trek on a lengthy journey, which leads to – spoiler alert – Mufasa’s future reign as King because “Mufasa: The Lion King” is a prequel and all.  

Does the world need another “Lion King” movie, especially one where audiences already know the eventual ending?   The answer is no, but the prideful Mufasa’s odyssey towards his pride carries twists and turns.  He copes with being lost, dealing with loss, feeling adversity, facing (seemingly) unwinnable odds, and confronting jealousy.  He, Taka, and Sarabi (Tiffany Boone) also trek across severe, unforgiving landscapes, including treacherous snowy mountains, rushing rivers, and deep wells.  

It’s a lengthy excursion with pacing issues at times, and the frequent cutaways back to Rafiki, Pumbaa, Timon, and Kiara act more as distractions than effective cinematic diversions.  By the end, Pumbaa voices a 180-degree different opinion on Rafiki’s take on Mufasa’s origin story!  Devoted “The Lion King” fans will probably feel the same.  The famous warthog is more enthusiastic than this critic, but – as mentioned earlier – “Mufasa: The Lion King” didn’t kill me either.     

Jeff’s ranking

2/4 stars


Oh, Canada – Movie Review

Directed by:  Paul Schrader

Written by:  Paul Schrader, based on Russell Banks’ book

Starring:  Richard Gere, Jacob Elordi, Uma Thurman, Victoria Hill, and Michael Imperioli

Runtime:  91 minutes

‘Oh, Canada’ travels on an arthouse journey north and into a man’s internal war

Leo Fife (Richard Gere), a revered documentary filmmaker, is nearing the end of his life.  He’s battling cancer but agrees to an on-camera interview to reflect on his career.  

His former students, Malcolm (Michael Imperioli) and Diana (Victoria Hill), prepared a list of questions, 25 or so, to ask, but Leo seizes control of the discussion as he deep dives into his personal history, an odyssey that led this American to move to Canada during the Vietnam War. 

Director Paul Schrader’s “Oh, Canada” is based on his friend Russell Banks’ 2021 book “Foregone”.  Schrader also adapted the screenplay and called Banks’ work a “mosaic.”  The official definition of one is “a picture or pattern produced by arranging together small colored pieces of hard material, such as stone, tile, or glass.”

This critic didn’t read “Foregone”, but Schrader takes an unconventional, arthouse perspective in revealing Leo’s path by offering fragments of the character’s memories during his most consequential years.  

This movie is a confessional, and rather than ponder grandeur and glory, Leo professes his trespasses and regrets.  Indeed, Leo’s blatantly candid disclosures were not Malcolm and Diana’s vision for a celebratory interview in which his wife (Uma Thurman) was also present.  Still, our lead’s exertion toward exposing his truths makes for a worthy and complicated watch over a 91-minute runtime. 

Gere is convincing and compelling as a man riddled with the troubles that have weighed on his conscience for decades.  Leo insists that he must articulate the decisions that shaped his life.  His feelings gush from his throat with the hope that he exhausts his innermost secrets before he dies.  Leo is determined but vulnerable.  He is an esteemed celebrity, but makeup artist Scott Hersh ensures that Gere’s Leo looks sickly and frail with a grayish complexion and a balding hairline.  Schrader even includes a scene where Leo needs a nurse to help use the restroom in a moment that is not graphically portrayed, but the indignity of the moment is clear, a microcosm of his larger acknowledgment of self-perceived shame.  

The film sometimes plays in black and white but mostly in color, but it’s not readily determinable why the on-screen hues change.  Perhaps Schrader and cinematographer Andrew Wonder devised a way to define absolute accuracy with the former and shades of foggy memories with the latter, like Christopher Nolan’s applications to “Oppenheimer” (2023).  However, that is a guess. 

Wonder, costume designer Aubrey Laufer, and production designer Deborah Jensen often present convincing visual time warps or “wonders” during the frequent vibrant flashbacks to the 1960s (and possibly) 1970s, as a 20-something Leo, played by Jacob Elordi (“Saltburn” (2023), “Priscilla” (2023)), is a sensitive, caring father and husband.  

He plans to establish roots in Vermont for his family, but his father-in-law proposes “an offer he can’t refuse,” which establishes a conflict between Leo’s version of happiness and someone else’s ideals for his future.  The screen completely resembles the period, including a trip on Eastern Airlines and the stark contrasts between a bright, warm kitchen with Leo’s mother-in-law and a shadowy office with his father-in-law. 

Leo struggles with his parents and his in-laws’ aforementioned financial proposal.  He plunges into an ardent affair and more.  Schrader cuts the narrative non-linearly and purposely, which makes Leo’s journey challenging to follow as we skip around various flashbacks to yesterdecade and then cope with our lead’s dilemma in the immediate present.  We wonder what is the truth and what is fiction.  Our memories can play tricks on us, and Leo is no exception, but he’s physically declining, and perhaps, he’s mentally diminishing as well. 

However, Leo, Schrader, and Banks seem to declare that the sum of a man’s life is not his accomplishments.  Instead, at least for Leo, his life can be defined by the choices made at several crossroads, ones about intimate, personal connections.  For him, they warrant an on-camera admission to release his hidden distress into the universe.  

This includes his emigration from the U.S. to Canada during the Vietnam War, and according to Google, that number is between 20,000 and 125,000 Americans.  Since the BBC states about 60,000, that’s as valid a statistic as any.  

No matter the exact number, thousands of men have thousands of individual tales, and Leo addresses his internal war. 

  Jeff’s ranking

2.5/4 stars


Flow – Movie Review

Directed by:  Gints Zilbalodis

Written by:  Gints Zilbalodis and Matiss Kaza

Runtime:  84 minutes

‘Flow’: This touching and unique animated tale splashes tidal waves of wonder and washes away conventions

“In ‘Flow’, I wanted to imagine what would happen if a solitary character was confronted by a group of curious outsiders, there to both support and challenge him.” - Director Gints Zilbalodis

Zilbalodis’ lead actor - the solitary character - is a cat, a black cat with gold eyes, and this four-legged star stars in an animated tale.   

We don’t know his name, so let’s call him Cat.  However, in Cat’s touching and wondrous 84-minute big-screen odyssey, no one addresses him in English, Latvian (Zilbalodis is from Latvia), or any other human-spoken language.  

Cat meows, growls, chirps, and purrs, and Zilbalodis, director of animation Leo Silly Pelissier, and sound designer Gurwal Coic-Gallas thoughtfully capture feline movements and sounds.  So much so that if Silly Pelissier, Coic-Gallas, and other crew aren’t “cat people”, they certainly fooled this devoted cat dad.  Cat’s everyday behaviors (like stretching, grooming, climbing, gingerly prancing, accelerating to a full sprint, and more) and nuanced voice inflections look and sound perfect, respectively, and will bring smiles to audience members whose houses are run by their own pint-sized furry friends.  

Cat doesn’t break into “Hakuna Matata” or any other song and dance.  Cat doesn’t state his age for the audience.  Instead, he behaves like a healthy and nimble 3-year-old feline living in an isolated, abandoned, spacious, and orderly home - except for the broken window on the second floor – that sits in the middle of a forest.  During the day, he explores the woodland territories, looking for food and attempting to stay out of trouble while dodging elk herds, a pack of five dogs, and other potential dangers.

Zilbalodis establishes Cat as a loner who survives without anyone’s help.  

However, for this black cat, today isn’t his lucky day.  No one else is fortunate, either.  Without warning, a cataclysmic flood pours over grasses, rocks, and soon trees.  Cat’s home is no longer a safe haven, as the uninvited liquid guest slowly rises on the property.  

He’s run out of higher ground, forced to seek help, and work with others.  

The others are a relaxed capybara (a large rodent native to South America), a friendly yellow Labrador, an OCD lemur, and a proud secretary bird.  The five find each other through happenstance or fate and travel by an obvious mode of transportation when water covers their immediate habitat.  

Zilbalodis and Matiss Kaza’s screenplay offers distinct personalities for this unlikely quintet, which creates on-screen conflicts.  Still, the animals appeal to each other’s sensibilities and needs as they bond over their collective fear of this predicament.  Before the flood, each character functions in their little corner of the world, but they are compelled to cope with their current surroundings without knowing the reasons for their stressful circumstances.  

Did a dam break?  Is it global warming?  Did a tsunami arise?  Zilbalodis doesn’t specify the reason but shows us the catastrophic consequences.  Cat, Capybara, Dog, Lemur, and Secretary Bird don’t know either, and the innocence and helplessness of the animal world feel comparable to the movie audience and the rest of the 8.2 billion people on the planet.

What can one person do to combat global warming or a changing environment?  Or five people?  Individual people are helpless too, but this fivesome isn’t reading stark headlines on their smartphones, as “Flow” splashes into our connection to animals and our sympathies for this on-screen collective.

Speaking of human beings, none appear within the frame during the first act, and this critic will not reveal if they appear during the second and third.  Indeed, the script includes evidence that people walked the Earth, including Cat’s home with elegant cat sculptures placed in the front yard.  (Again, cat people had to make this movie.)   

Where are they?  It’s not explicated stated, but the film gives a clue very early in the first act with the casual placement of a man-made object sitting in a tree. 

When Cat and company embark on their journey, they encounter wondrous sites made by civilizations and Mother Nature.  The sites are spiritual, soothing, and awe-inspiring.  They have a Machu Picchu-like quality, so perhaps – due to the capybara’s origin - South America is the locale or another world altogether.  

However, this is not a luxury cruise. Several sequences of tangible, visceral tension fill the screen as “camera movements” hover and race at our hero’s height while following him on steep climbs and overwhelming plunges in treacherous waters. Generally speaking, cats hate water, but Cat doesn’t have the option to opt out of several swims.  

The extraordinary, complex, and ever-changing environments surrounding our new companions astound while Zilbalodis and composer Rihards Zalupe accompany them with gorgeous melodies that are playful, thrilling, and mystical, depending on the moment.  

The animated animals have straightforward looks without intricate details, but their expressions and personalities are authentic and nuanced.  These characters ring true, and we always know their feelings. 

Zilbalodis captivates us into his unexpected, unconventional canvas from beginning to end.  “Flow” delivers astonishing moments that capture the genuine meaning of friendship and will surely elicit theatres full of watery eyes.  This movie is beautiful.  Bring tissues. 

Jeff’s ranking

4/4 stars


Gladiator II – Movie Review

Directed by:  Ridley Scott

Written by:  David Scarpa

Starring:  Paul Mescal, Connie Nielsen, Denzel Washington, Pedro Pascal, Joseph Quinn, Fred Hechinger, and Derek Jacobi 

Runtime:  148 minutes

‘Gladiator II’ fights but fails to capture the magic of the first film


The night before attending a screening of director Ridley Scott’s “Gladiator II”, I rewatched Scott’s “Gladiator” (2000) for the first time since experiencing the movie in theatres 24 years ago. 

I remember thoroughly enjoying the pageantry of “Gladiator” back in 2000, but it wasn’t my favorite film that year.  My personal best-picture award went to Ang Lee’s “Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon” (2000).  

Still, after experiencing “Gladiator” again in 2024, with the opening battle scene, the political intrigue, Joaquin Phoenix’s dastardly supporting performance as Commodus, and a beautifully crafted, emotional ending, one can see why the Academy chose Scott’s epic as its 2001 Best Picture.  Let’s not forget Russell Crowe’s heroic work as Maximus.  When he delivers his reveal to Commodus, the famous “My name is Maximus Decimus Meridius” line clarifies in this critic’s mind why Crowe won the 2001 Best Actor Oscar, almost for that scene alone.  

Twenty-four years later, “Gladiator II” invades theatres.  

Although the sequel, set 16 years after the first movie, offers sweeping production values, elaborate costume design, and intricate fighting sequences, the narrative feels meandering and forced by offering a changing portrait of the new lead while simultaneously stuffing him into a gladiator setting.

Recent Indie Film Prince Paul Mescal (“Aftersun” (2022), “All of Us Strangers” (2023)) plays the lead as Lucius, the grown-up son of Lucilla (Connie Nielsen) and Maximus (Crowe).  Although Mescal, a terrific actor, looks convincing and effectively swings a sword as a 120 A.D. gladiator, he – for whatever reason - doesn’t carry the Earth-shaking charisma of Crowe, at least to me, and hence, his journey feels inconsequential.  

Meandering, forced, and inconsequential are not three ways to describe an Oscar-worthy sequel or a movie worth seeing.  Still, “Gladiator II” has an audience for those wanting to absorb a Roman epic with plenty of clashes (both mano a mano and communal), a continuation of the “Gladiator” storyline, and a captivating performance by Denzel Washington as Macrinus, the leader/merchant of the gladiators.  

Washington delivers the film’s best performance, given the man’s master thespian skills and a deliciously written part.  

The story opens in Numidia, in Northern Africa, where Lucius built a life for himself.  He’s a young leader in this community and is married to Arishat (Yuval Gonen), a warrior in her own right.  Soon after a brief introduction, the Romans, led by General Marcus Acacius (Pedro Pascal), invade Lucius’ new residence in a fierce battle with boats, a precarious drawbridge, arrows, cannons, and hand-to-hand combat.  

(For the record, Pascal needed more screen time in this movie.) 

After the battle, Lucius is thrown into a gladiator stable, which leads to a trip back to Rome.  

Maximus’ wishes for a Roman democracy didn’t quite pan out.  Twin Emperors Geta (Joseph Quinn) and Caracalla (Fred Hechinger) rule the ancient roost.  Geta and Caracalla – who make Commodus look like Arnold Schwarzenegger in comparison - lead with a singular goal of satisfying their shared id of witnessing blood-stained combat.  Hence, Lucius and company have a market to sharpen and flaunt their fighting skills in the Colosseum.  

To drum up bigger conflicts than the first film, Scott, screenwriter David Scarpa, cinematographer John Mathieson, and humongous special effects and visual effects departments dream up three clashes with vastly different animals involved in the mix.  The first two encounters are not out of bounds, but the third seems a bit preposterous, with sharks roaming about a flooded Colosseum.   

Granted, a quick Google search surprisingly reveals that the Romans did flood the arena and stage naval battles on a smaller scale, but sharks seem like an obstacle too far, right?  Who knows, maybe it happened, but the way it plays out on screen, this critic was waiting for “sharks with laser beams attached to their heads.”  See also “Austin Powers in Goldmember” (2002).  

Meanwhile, Lucilla hasn’t seen Lucius since she sent him away shortly after the events of “Gladiator”, and the plot hinges on a reunion between the two and his thirst for revenge against Marcus Acacius.  Lurking in the background and grandstanding in the foreground, Macrinus craves power and has the will to acquire it.  

Our hero, Lucius, partakes in bold, bloody battles, including decapitating an opponent faster than you can say, “Jason Voorhees!”   

Lucius isn’t the villain, but his best moments are on the battlefield.  We know who Lucius is during combat, but the script portrays him as a sensitive husband, a cordial, respected young man in Numidia, a raging, bitter, vengeful maniac in Rome, and a battle-tested leader (all within a 2.5-hour runtime).  Then, he takes another turn, which will not be revealed in this review.  

He converses with Macrinus about his status in the stable, his mother about their past, and his best friend who regularly sews him up after bloody fights, but it’s awfully difficult to get a distinct, concise beat of who Lucius actually is.  Indeed, his arc is clear, but his persona is not.  

Apparently, he attempts to find himself on this road to his roots, but only if Mescal and the script give us enough to care.

Lucius might have glorious confrontations in the future, say, 125 A.D., but for now, he seems like a long and distant reproduction of Maximus, even though he’s only one generation removed.  When “Gladiator II” composer Harry Gregson-Williams cues Hans Zimmer and Lisa Gerrard’s “Now We Are Free” (2000), the magic of “Gladiator” sadly seems like a 2000-year-old memory.  

Jeff’s ranking

2/4 stars


A Real Pain – Movie Review

Directed and written by:  Jesse Eisenberg

Starring:  Jesse Eisenberg, Kieran Culkin, Will Sharpe, Daniel Oreskes, Liza Sadovy, Kurt Egyiawan, and Jennifer Grey

Runtime:  90 minutes


‘A Real Pain’:  Eisenberg and Culkin shine in this road-trip dramedy that addresses the pain of loss and everyday struggles


Jesse Eisenberg has acted in films for, believe it or not, 22 years.  (How is that possible?)

This 41-year-old has starred in a zombie-apocalypse comedy.  Eisenberg played Superman’s most prominent adversary and Facebook’s founder, among dozens of other roles. 

He stepped behind the camera for “A Real Pain”, his second directorial feature, a road-trip picture.  Jesse writes and stars in his film as well, alongside Kieran Culkin, who resembles Charlie Day’s long-lost brother during this production.  

David (Eisenberg) and Benji (Culkin) Kaplan are first cousins who travel to Poland to visit their late grandmother’s original home in the said country and the nearby Majdanek concentration camp.  Their grandma was also a Holocaust survivor.  

David and Benji are a bit of an “Odd Couple” with David filling the Felix-like role, and Benji is similar to Oscar.  

The two meet at a New York City airport.  Benji has a longer commute because he lives in Binghamton, a small Upstate city 180 miles from The Big Apple, but we watch David semi-panic over getting to the airport and meeting his cousin as he darts about NYC.  

It turns out that Benji was already sitting in the airport for a few hours to relax and people-watch, but, of course, he didn’t return David’s messages.  This is a bit irresponsible on Benji’s part, which is a preview of this 30-something’s nature.  

Never fear, though.  

They make the flight to Warsaw and meet their small tour group.  The handful of visitors is led by a plucky, responsible guide named James (Will Sharpe).  They plan to explore the city, see Holocaust sites, the said concentration camp, and more. 

Eisenberg introduces the other travelers, and they all seem like pleasant tourists without idiosyncrasies, odd traps, or eccentric movie tropes, which is refreshing.  They include an older couple, Mark (Daniel Oreskes) and Diane (Liza Sadovy), a recently single 50-something, Marcia (Jennifer Grey), and a 30-something man, Eloge (Kurt Egyiawan), who recently converted to Judaism. 

Rather than evoke slapstick comedy and outrageous moments with the other sightseers, Eisenberg portrays them as observers of Benji’s unpredictable behavior and the stress it causes David.  The others are along for the ride but feel missing when not on screen.  Still, the energy and focus usually land squarely on Benji and David.  However, admittedly, this critic was looking for more development of Marcia solely because of my Generation X connection to Grey.   

It's difficult to recall a scene where David, Benji, or both are not on screen, and that’s a good thing.  Benji’s slacker, adrift personality allows him to get by through life while crashing in his mother’s basement, but that outlook won’t always cut it when traveling abroad.  Schedules need to be kept through group meals, train rides, and sightseeing.  Getting along to get along with the others becomes paramount, even if the Kaplans are only on the road for a few days. 

Eisenberg perfectly plays characters who dress into a full wardrobe of anxiety, and he nicely casts himself as David.  

David frequently must save face over Benji’s quirks, outbursts of disapproval, and impulsive wishes.  They share space in a hotel room, are joined at the hip on their travels, and grieve over their lost grand-matriarch, but the fellas also want to bond during the trip.  The love is there, but everyday life creates hiccups, including Benji borrowing David’s phone and taking it in the bathroom while showering and finding an inventive way to score marijuana in Poland.

Still, Benji’s heart is in the right place, and Culkin delivers a beautifully nuanced performance with this troubled, layered character.  Benji copes with falling behind in the game of life, as his struggles run deeper than occasionally sleeping in late or questioning James’ itinerary in front of the group.  This is especially true when comparing himself to David, who has a stable, white-collar job, a wife, and a child in NYC.  

“A Real Pain” runs for a thrifty 90 minutes, and the screenplay includes a great deal of emotion with the purpose of this overseas trek but also with the cousins’ relationship with one another and their stations in life.  Eisenberg doesn’t go over the top with these parallel dramatic tracks, as authenticity runs deep for these men to reach their roots and each other. 

Jeff’s ranking

3.5/4 stars


Heretic - Movie Review

Dir: Scott Beck and Bryan Woods

Starring: Hugh Grant, Sophie Thatcher, Chloe East, and Topher Grace 

1h 51m

One of the primary rules of horror movie survival, "Never talk to strangers," is ingeniously ignored by two young women in A24's newest psychological thriller, "Heretic." A dark, stormy night and a house shrouded in dense foliage are two cinematic warning signs that scream, "Don't go into that house." However, for two young missionaries from the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, talking to strangers is essential to spreading the good word of their church. Writer-directors Scott Beck and Bryan Woods compose a film that is slim on the usual jump scares that often define religious horror stories but instead invests in thought-provoking, tension-building conversations about faith. 


The film begins in small-town America with Sister Paxton (Chloe East) and Sister Barnes (Sophie Thatcher) charmingly trading innocuous chatter about all things holy and otherwise. The two women, proud and motivated to share the lessons of their congregation, venture at the beginnings of a storm to the last house on their list, introducing themselves to a man named Mr. Reed (Hugh Grant), who has requested information about their church. Mr. Reed, a pleasant and sharp-witted host, methodically lures the women into a chilling game of cat and mouse that challenges their views of faith and the idea of the nature of God. 


Faith-focused films, especially those residing in the realm of horror, tend to sway into demon possession or cult fanaticism territory far too often. "Heretic" takes a different path, initially trading the familiar fear tactics for savvy character development and a world-building maze of hidden rooms and tunnels that boasts a creepy atmosphere. Part of the fun of "Heretic" is recognizing all the red flags that Mr. Reed waves; off-conversation comments about the house having metal walls and the constant diversion to the comments about his wife's whereabouts assist in maintaining a pressure of tightening tension with every comment about religion. For the two determined Mormons, who acknowledge to one another the audacity of the situation, their faith and commitment to their calling keep them engaged with Mr. Reed against their better judgment. 


As the mystery slowly unwinds, the writer-directors, Beck and Woods, do a great job of letting the characters promote the best surprises, leading the way with a witty and wily performance from Hugh Grant, who chews the scenery with menacing glee. Sophie Thatcher, playing the cautious, more worldly Sister Barnes, and Chloe East, composing the more sensitive and trusting Sister Paxton, are sympathetic, composed, and assured of their faith. They are true believers, perfect prey for a hungry wolf who quickly sheds the sheep's disguise and becomes a preaching purveyor of false doctrine. How one believes in the unknown forces in the world and the faith that ultimately binds one to a higher power are the core narrative mechanisms that set up the spooky elements that find their way into the latter half of the film. 


Once Mr. Reed offers the missionaries a choice for freedom, a sinister decision based on their belief or denial of God, all under the influence of fear, the film transitions into familiar, scary movie territory.  A mix of jump scares and bumps in the dark is about as frightening as they will get, the film's reliance on the character dynamics is the primary reason that this third act of the film works, even if the momentum established so effectively at the beginning stalls. Hugh Grant's performance, which grows more aggressive and wild-eyed as his plan to torment the two Sisters moves graver in motion, is an essential element that provokes the tension and crafts the dread between Mr. Reed and the two women. Grant, who has been on a run of fun characters with his last few movies, takes on the role of horror movie villain with impressive success. 


"Heretic" does a great job of building a chilling cerebral horror narrative, one immensely supported by three excellent performances and the focus on building tension and eerie atmospherics over easy shocks and jump scares. While the final act, unfortunately, abandons some of the exciting elements introduced in the beginning, there are enough positive decisions for Scott Beck and Bryan Woods to craft a memorable religious thriller. 

Monte's Rating 

3.50 out of 5.00  


Small Things Like These – Movie Review

Directed by:  Tim Mielants

Written by:  Enda Walsh, based on Claire Keegan’s book

Starring:  Cillian Murphy, Eileen Walsh, Zara Devlin, and Emily Watson

Runtime:  98 minutes

‘Small Things Like These’: Murphy gives a soulful performance in this somber small-town story


“If you want to get along in this life, there are things you have to ignore.” – Eileen Furlong (Eileen Walsh)

Bill Furlong (Cillian Murphy), his wife, Eileen, and their five daughters live in New Ross, a small town in County Wexford, Ireland.  The year is 1985, and Bill delivers coal to homes and businesses to help keep the townsfolk warm during the cold days and nights in this corner of the Emerald Isle.  

One day, when Bill makes his rounds at a church, he witnesses a physical struggle with a young lady (Zara Devlin).  The moment gives him a frosty chill, one that sends him on a path of reflection and a present-day tussle with his conscience.   

Director Tim Mielants’ “Small Things Like These”, adapted from Claire Keegan’s 2021 novel, is a sullen drama that effectively confronts Ireland’s Magdalene laundry institutions but from (mostly) a perspective of the local residents.  The Catholic Church established the laundries and forced women, deemed “improper” due to their sexual activity, to work.  Often, the ladies were subject to emotional and physical abuse.  

Keegan’s book is 128 pages, and Mielants’ movie, written by Enda Walsh, runs 98 minutes.  The film adaptation primarily focuses on Bill’s childhood memories, his guilt over knowing the local church’s aforementioned practices, and link between the two.  

(For the record, Enda Walsh is not related to Eileen Walsh, and Eileen was ironically cast in 2002’s “The Magdalene Sisters“, a film about the same subject.) 

“Small Things Like These” is a character-driven picture that shadows Bill along his routes.  He lugs 50-pound coal sacks in and out of his truck’s bed and washes up at home after 10-to-12-hour days of blue-collar labor with the black, sooty chunks of fuel.

This gentle, soft-spoken soul cares for his wife and daughters.  The Furlongs enjoy an amiable, modest life, and the quintet of children clearly reveals that Bill and Eileen are compliant Catholics.  Bill is already a man of few words, but after witnessing the upsetting scene outside the church, he is frequently lost and silent in internal deliberations, even during the supposed joyous days leading up to Christmas.  

The story hinges on whether Bill can push through the pain of his past and whether any current action can help with the former.  Murphy – in his first theatrical film since his Oscar-winning turn in “Oppenheimer” (2023) – tenders soulful, silent expressions throughout the runtime that speak volumes into Bill’s anguish.  The gloomy grey Irish skies and bleak browns in nature and textiles match Bill’s frame of mind, and the character’s history plays a vital role in framing the lasting inclusion of a work camp inside a house of worship within New Ross’ borders.  

Speaking of the house of worship in question, the ever-reliable Emily Watson plays Sister Mary for only five minutes or so of screen time, but her daunting confrontation with Bill demonstrates the church’s intimidating hold over the community where actual dissent is a fanciful pipe dream that never veers outside of anyone’s lanes.  

“Small Things” may be set in the mid-1980s, but generations of burdens pile on Bill’s shoulders, and Mielants’ simple third-act shot of a famous puzzle from the period adds additional clarity to our protagonist’s dilemma in the here and now.  In this movie, in this town, and in this time, a potential small act of bravery is no small thing.  

It would be a biblical-sized trek, if followed.

Jeff’s ranking

3/4 stars


Anora – Movie Review

Directed and written by:  Sean Baker

Starring:  Mikey Madison, Mark Eydelshteyn, Yura Borisov, Vache Tovmasyan, Vincent Radwinsky, and Karren Karagulian

Runtime:  139 minutes

With a playful script and captivating performances, ‘Anora’ is Sean Baker’s most vivacious film

Ivan (Mark Eydelshteyn) proposes to Anora (Mikey Madison), and she boldly holds up her hand and politely declares, “Three carats.”

He responds, “What about four?”

For Ivan (also nicknamed Vanya), he won’t break a sweat to make such a sizable purchase, because he’s a billionaire, and Anora (also nicknamed Ani) has it the jackpot! 

She’s in love, and her new fiancé has more money than some countries do.

Director/writer Sean Baker’s boy-meets-girl movie is an electric and turbulent exotic-dancer-meets-Russian-billionaire love story.  Set in present-day New York City, Vanya dazzles Ani with seductive charm, and his freewheeling charisma and monetary excesses astonish her.  

This dynamic duo disregards their safety belts on their wild rollercoaster affair. 

Baker’s movies (“Tangerine” (2015), “The Florida Project” (2017), “Red Rocket” (2021)) usually live on society’s fringes, but this high-roller flick frequently resides in lavish spaces, but not always. 

Our 23-year-old heroine is her sister’s roommate, and the siblings (barely) tolerate one another in their modest Brooklyn apartment adjacent to elevated train tracks.  She works on the “wrong side of the tracks” as well.  Ani dances at a strip club, and Baker reveals her daily work routines to encourage the male clientele for a personal assembly that could endure for a song or two or 10.  These on-screen revelations, regarding Ani’s and the other performers’ work, aren’t X-rated, but the engagements will certainly make some audiences uncomfortable.

That’s by design. 

However, while Ani relaxes in the dressing room, the club’s manager, Jimmy (Vincent Radwinsky), informs her that a young Russian guy (Vanya) entered the club.  Since she speaks his native language, Jimmy asks/tells her to meet him.  The playful, lively Vanya, 21, is attracted to Ani right away.  She seems to appreciate his positive energy, but this encounter is purely business. 

Famous last words because Vanya wants more than their initial club connection.  

During the first act, Baker, cinematographer Drew Daniels, Madison, and Eydelshteyn delightfully overwhelm the audience during Ani and Vanya’s courtship with lush laughs and good vibes, which include an exuberant party, a getaway to a faraway vacation destination, and also personal, quality time in the bedroom. 

Eydelshteyn and Madison feel entirely authentic as their attractive, engaging characters.  Ani hasn’t caught breaks during her 20+ years on Planet Earth, but now, this damsel stares at one who stands before her.  She’s cautious but wants “Prince Vanya” to be the real deal.  So do we!  Vanya, meanwhile, exudes an impulsive, immature, live-in-the-moment persona that’s infectious but also draws concern.  Financially, his money supply seems endless, but will his carefree spending and spontaneity cause tangential setbacks? 

These two “crazy kids” enjoy this wild ride.  However, as objective audience observers, we must ask: How long will the frolicking, jubilant times last?

Baker and Madison develop so much goodwill with Ani during the first act that we become completely invested in following her path to a hopeful destiny.  When those hopes are challenged, the script, supporting players, and Madison’s empathetic performance – over her attempts to hold onto this exuberant romance - offer compelling cinema during the following two acts that balance danger and humor, along with sobering gravitas.

Three supporting players (who will not be revealed in this review) materialize in the form of physical and bureaucratic human roadblocks to stifle Ani’s dreams.  This trifecta of henchmen is dangerous, but Baker makes a terrific screenwriting decision by including ample buffoonery associated with them to temper their threat.  In fact, one collaborator, Igor (Yura Borisov), feels empathy for Ani, and his journey with her raises curiosity, as their adversarial rapport begs for softer tones and mutual understanding.  

Speaking of mutual understanding, in the end, will Ani and Vanya live happily ever after?  

Hey, some lifelong relationships have endured on flimsier foundations, but there’s nothing flimsy about “Anora”, Sean Baker’s most vivacious film. 

Jeff’s ranking

4/4 stars


Conclave – Movie Review

Directed by:  Edward Berger

Written by:  Peter Straughan, based on Robert Harris’ novel

Starring:  Ralph Fiennes, Stanley Tucci, John Lithgow, Lucian Msamati, Sergio Castellitto, Carlos Diehz, and Isabella Rossellini

Runtime:  120 minutes

‘Conclave’, a skillfully-constructed and gripping drama, seems destined for Oscar nominations

“This is a conclave, Aldo.  It’s not a war.” – Cardinal Lawrence (Ralph Fiennes)

“It is a war, and you have to commit to a side.” – Cardinal Bellini (Stanley Tucci)

Director Edward Berger’s “All Quiet on the Western Front” (2022) won four Oscars and was nominated for five others.  His new film, “Conclave”, about an entirely different type of war, seems destined for Oscar nominations too.

Set in the present day, a conflict embroils Vatican City.  The Pope dies of a heart attack, and Cardinal Thomas Lawrence is placed in charge of the Catholic Church’s conclave, where the acting cardinals will elect a new leader.  

Reluctant but dutiful, Cardinal Lawrence attempts to carry out his duties.  However, with prestigious power up for grabs, political maneuvering seemingly becomes a sacred right with the Sistine Chapel’s holy walls.  

Berger’s movie, based on Robert Harris’ 2016 novel, is skillfully constructed, as he and screenwriter Peter Straughan weave a gripping drama where a few key players – Cardinals Tremblay (John Lithgow), Bellini, Adeyemi (Lucian Msamati), Tedesco (Sergio Castellitto), and Benitez (Carlos Diehz) – acquire votes from their devout colleagues during the election process.  The body of over 100 Cardinals will decide the Church’s new leader, and the aforementioned men and Lawrence ride waves of stress (and sometimes disbelief) while several tallies are counted.  

The talented ensemble, in their hallowed on-screen forms, repeatedly converses in dark corners and wide-open spaces within the Vatican.  At the same time, scandal, a double-cross or two, and arguments between liberal and conservative views play out like private confessions and comprehensive sermons for the viewer.  Meanwhile, voting totals run up and down between the candidates like an overworked elevator in a Vegas casino during a Super Bowl Sunday weekend.  Who will become the new Pope is anyone’s guess, but place your bets during the 120-minute runtime.  

Berger and Straughan include plenty of time for supporting players Lithgow, Tucci, Msamati, Castellitto, and Diehz to enjoy defining and delicious scene-stealing moments for their characters.  Perhaps the most memorable line is delivered by Isabella Rossellini as Sister Agnes, and the moment will prompt applause and cheers from movie theatres everywhere.  

Although this is a conversational-driven movie about the inner workings of individual political gamesmanship and accompanying motivations, Berger speaks through his big-screen, cinematic voice.  He and cinematographer Stephane Fontaine offer rich visuals on set, filmed in Rome’s Cinecitta Studios and not inside the Vatican.  Still, you wouldn’t know it from the convincing on-screen visual effects.  

Red proudly appears everywhere, not only on the cardinal robes but also on walls.  It’s even the hue of a quarter-sized wax seal that binds the ribbon on the deceased Pope’s papal apartment.  

Meanwhile, Lawrence and the other cardinals move about the grounds with a gravitas that Berger and Fontaine capture with assured, rigid framing that matches the concerned and motivated figures while also contrasting these formalities with shots of inspired, lush biblical paintings.  The art direction and script frequently explore the idea that pious responsibilities are placed in the hands of mortals, and the film’s sizable sound department takes heed of this understanding by offering somber resonance to match the mood.  For example, as doors close on the assembly to concentrate on a vote, one would think a 10-ton weight dropped from the heavens above and landed with an ominous boom.  

Additionally, the film’s score frequently acts as a shadowy accomplice that plays on anxieties and this monumental decision.  These cardinals compel and force twists and turns, and Lawrence tries to navigate this unpredictable road with a steady hand, even with his own admitted “doubts.” 

No doubt, look for “Conclave” during Awards Season.

Jeff’s ranking

3.5/4 stars


Smile 2 – Movie Review

Directed and written by:  Parker Finn

Starring:  Naomi Scott, Kyle Gallner, Lukas Gage, Dylan Gelula, Raul Castillo, Ray Nicholson, and Rosemarie DeWitt  

Runtime:  127 minutes

‘Smile 2’:  This sequel sparks winces, flinches, and gasps.  Oh my!

“A smile is the universal welcome.” – Max Eastman

“From even the greatest of horrors, irony is seldom absent.” – H.P. Lovecraft

“Let’s put a smile on that face.” – Joker (Heath Ledger) in “The Dark Knight” (2008)

In 2022, director/writer Parker Finn terrified this critic with his psychological horror film, “Smile”, in which an unknown entity shows itself through prolonged gazes and sinister smiles. 

Two years later, Finn transports us only six days after the conclusion of “Smile” and continues this winding journey from therapist Rose Cotter (Sosie Bacon) in the first film to pop music superstar Skye Riley (Naomi Scott) in this effectively edgy sequel, “Smile 2”. 

Finn doesn’t modify his basic formula for success (as “Smile” raked in $217 million at the worldwide box office).  However, the Final Girl here, Skye, has a dramatically higher profile than Rose, and “Smile 2” feels like a grander production than the original, despite only costing $28 million, just $11 million more than the first movie.  And hey, the increased budget could be explained by inflation, right?  

Well done, Parker! 

When we first meet Skye, she did (most of the) work to pave a road to recovery.  This superstar had addictions to cocaine and alcohol and lost her partner, Paul (Ray Nicholson), in a car accident, but then sobered up, both physically and emotionally.  Although it’s been one year since the said tragedy, she carries actual scars and mental bruises while attempting to embark on a brand-new concert tour, one that begins in New York City.  

Well, through guilt and the pain of nagging injuries, Skye has trouble sleeping in “The City that Never Sleeps” and flutters into an unspeakable nightmare where The Smile Demon disturbs her already bumpy comeback.  

The film’s first 20 minutes play out the Demon’s unlikely path to Skye.  The remainder of the 127-minute narrative reveals her coping mechanisms in dealing with inexplicable supernatural acts and hallucinations, and the script artfully slithers into both frequently.  

Through her choreographed dance work, rehearsals, and day-to-day interactions with her mom (Rosemarie DeWitt), manager (Raul Castillo), and random strangers, she falls into bizarre and frightening realities or daydreams where actual time flies past her body clock.  These scenarios include a pair of startling sequences that contain a stalker fan and her dance troupe.  In these scenes, Finn exacerbates nerve-wracking moments through clever camerawork and disturbing visuals from the aforementioned antagonists.  

Of course, these villains carry eerie, unrelenting grins that would make The Grinch turn (even more) green with envy. 

For years, U.S. filmmakers offered praise (and shown a little envy) for Japanese horror movies from the 1990s and 2000s.  “Smile 2” offers similar, delightfully dubious vibes as “Ju-On: The Grudge” (2002), where escape seems impossible for Skye, even in broad daylight, and inhuman movements and behaviors from the ghastly demon, who – in this movie - occupies others during our heroine’s dicey arc into madness.  

Even though the runtime runs longer than two hours, you hopefully won’t go mad over the movie’s length, especially because Scott delivers a wildly effective Final Girl performance.  As a foundation, Naomi establishes a realistic portrayal of a young, vulnerable woman.  Skye already deals with monumental baggage and the pressure to sing and dance in basketball arenas, but she’s constantly combatting (from) crumbling while this sicko entity toys with her sanity.  Scott leaps into a bodily taxing struggle as Skye continually dodges smiling ghouls and suffers wicked demonstrative swings through alarming, tangible imagery. 

From the get-go, Skye seems to only possess a sliver of hope, but through pure will, she maintains a fighting chance for survival.  Meanwhile, Scott’s magnetic work and Finn’s hefty bag of terrifying tricks – primarily psychological but also a few moments of gore – should keep audiences engaged and wincing, flinching, and gasping until the end.  

Jeff’s ranking

3/4 stars


Interview with Sue Kim, the director of ‘The Last of the Sea Women’

The documentary “The Last of the Sea Women” arrives on Apple TV+ on October 11, and director Sue Kim tells the story of the haenyeo, a company of women who free dive – and hold their breath for up to two minutes - in the ocean to catch seafood with their hands.  Sue focuses on Jeju Island in South Korea, where the haenyeo are in their golden years but have been diving for decades.  The practice has been passed down for generations, but today, the haenyeo profession is decreasing, and Sue explores the reasons for this and spends time with these fascinating women.  

Sue also met with the Phoenix Film Festival to discuss her new film, which won the NETPAC Prize at the 2024 Toronto International Film Festival.


PFF:  I didn’t know the haenyeo’s story, but I understand that you learned of their history when you were a kid.  Can you expand on that? 

SK:  I did.  I’m Korean American.  My parents are Korean immigrants, and they took my brother and me back to Korea several times during my childhood.  The very first time, I was eight years old, and we took a short trip to Jeju Island to have a fun, tropical vacation.  That’s the first time I ever saw the haenyeo.  I didn’t know anything about them.  We were by the ocean, by a cove area, and we saw this large gaggle of women in their wetsuits, putting their masks on, and getting ready to go in the ocean.  I was so fascinated with them.  To my young-girl brain, they looked so cool and tough, and I didn’t know what they did, but they looked like some kind of underwater, secret girl gang.  I totally fell in love with them in that moment. 



PFF:  It’s almost like you’re describing a scene from “Dr. No”.   

SK:  Totally.  Also, they’re quite loud, feisty, and funny, so they gave off this vibe of fearless, bold confidence.  (With) the whole energy around them, I just fell in love with them.  That started my fascination.  I stayed fascinated with them as I grew up, read everything I could get my hands on about them, watched every news piece I could, and then I finally started going back to Jeju as an adult to try to find them. 



PFF:  The haenyeo are engaging.  During their everyday life, when they aren’t diving, they are friendly and seem unassuming and warm.  What are the women like off-camera?

SK:  They were the exact same off-camera that they are on-camera, which is so wonderful.  I’m a documentary filmmaker, and you don’t really know how people will be on camera.  Sometimes, (your subjects) will freeze on camera, or they become a more muted version of themselves.  The haenyeo, in general, don’t care about what people think.  They are very unapologetically who they are.  Even though we filmed for quite a long time, they kind of ignored us in the best way, which is exactly how I prefer to film subjects.  They forgot that we were there, and then they were their truest, most authentic selves.  The way you see them in the film is exactly how I experienced them: tough, feisty, and argumentative at times, but also loving and community-minded, and (they have) an absolute sisterhood, so it was the whole gamut.  It was like filming with our aunties, (who) were sometimes bullying us and a lot of times taking care of us.  



PFF:  The haenyeo are in their golden years, but you introduce two haenyeos in their 30s from Geoje Island, Jeongmin and Sohee.  I loved how you introduced them, as the pair filmed themselves dancing for their social media page.  Jeongmin and Sohee do the same work as the haenyeo from Jeju Island, but how are their working and lifestyle choices different? 

SK:  They do the exact same work, and that work is quite physically arduous.  All haenyeos share the same qualities, a determination and a resilience to figure out how to make a true living from work.  The way that (Jeongmin and Sohee) came to this occupation is totally different.  The older haenyeo learned this occupation by virtue of having it passed down through a familial lineage.  At the same time, all of our older haenyeo subjects, who are in their 60s and 70s, recalled (that) their introduction to this culture wasn’t really a choice.  It was the only occupation that was really available to them.  It was a great occupation because it gave them financial independence and freedom, but it was what they were destined to do.  

It’s very different with Jeongmin and Sohee, who both came to the haenyeo culture without any connection.  But they found it and latched onto it for very post-modern reasons.  Sohee found the haenyeo culture after having an office job for eight years, and she was just very disillusioned sitting in a cubicle for 10 hours a day with digital fatigue and email.   She found the haenyeo occupation a complete change where she could be close to nature and (feel) satisfied having this connection to nature in her daily work.  She sought out (the haenyeo profession) as a break from our modern, white-collar, digital-exhaustion office life.  

For Jeongmin, her husband lost his job, and she wanted to contribute to the household income, and the haenyeo occupation allowed her very flexible hours as a working mom.  It’s a very post-modern dilemma of how (to) balance work and family life.   She found that the haenyeo work (allowed her) to make her own hours.  She can decide which days to dive, and it provides her (with) this awesome occupation that can totally coexist in harmony with her family.  

So, yeah, they had different choices (than the older haenyeo).  They chose this (job) because it gave them freedom.  It (is) the most rewarding to them.  It (keeps) them connected to the planet, and they grew to love it for very different reasons.  



PFF:  Jeju Island is a beautiful place, but I appreciate that you also filmed garbage lying on the shore.  Sometimes, documentaries about nature may not address or film actual pollution in the environment.  

SK: (The plan was to) find out the existential threats to the haenyeo culture.  What is really jeopardizing their continuation?  From the beginning, all of our haenyeo subjects spoke about ocean pollution and (how it affects) marine life.  When filming, we were on boats pretty frequently, and we could see the garbage piling up.  Of course, we wanted to show that.  Jeju Island is renowned for being this paradise, this beautiful, beautiful coastal island, but the minute you see that garbage piling up, it’s distressing.  You can see the physical splendor of this island and the juxtaposition of years and years of pollution and garbage.  So, we wanted to show that because (it’s) a very real threat, not just to the haenyeo way of life but to this beautiful island.  Look at what we’re doing to it.  Yeah, it was an important part of the story.  


A Different Man – Movie Review

Directed and written by:  Aaron Schimberg

Starring:  Sebastian Stan, Renate Reinsve, and Adam Pearson  

Runtime:  112 minutes

‘A Different Man’ is an unexpected and twisty cautionary tale


Edward (Sebastian Stan) resides in New York City, the most populous city in the United States, but he feels alone.  He lives by himself in a small apartment with a plumbing problem leaking from his ceiling, but most of his setbacks have nothing to do with a leaky pipe.  His face is covered with benign skin tumors that leave him with a facial difference.   

For decades, Edward has most likely internalized this physical issue, which has run rampant on his self-esteem.  For instance, during the first act, he reveals that a woman has never touched him romantically.   

Ironically, he works as an actor, and we see Edward working on-set for a corporate video that promotes sensitivity towards those who have experienced ableism.  He tries to stay “invisible” in public, but occasional New Yorkers stare at his appearance.  However, generally speaking, pedestrians and subway passengers ignore him.  

However, one day, doctors notice Edward for a study to remove his facial tumors, and perhaps the growths would reduce or fall away altogether.  

In director/writer Aaron Schimberg’s “A Different Man”, after some treatment, voila, Edward’s tumors subside, and underneath layers of lesions, he has the face of a runway model. Schimberg’s film then depicts Edward’s next choices after medical science has granted him his primary wish.  

“A Different Man” is a cautionary tale about listening to one’s id after winning a rocket-ship boost to one’s ego.  In Edward’s case, he unexpectedly becomes a handsome man in a society where great looks can advance one’s love life, career, and earning potential.   

As Edward sees it, the world can be his oyster, but then again, beauty is only skin deep.  Edward isn’t unethical, but his self-esteem has suffered for years, so the man doesn’t have an existing track record of comfortably mingling in the world.  

So, the question is, how will he react to this rebirth?

It’s difficult to categorize ‘A Different Man’ into one specific genre.  Schimberg’s movie is a dark comedy, a mystery, a psychological drama, and a mad scientist sci-fi flick.  

The latter is especially true with an eerie score featured during the opening credits and a pair of gross body horror moments during the first act.  In fact, during a September screening of the second such moment, six or seven patrons left because the movie, up until that point, felt like a David Cronenberg production from the late 1970s or early 1980s.   

Yes, the film gets that dicey, but the gore then subsides, never to return.  

Stan is compelling in the lead and convincing as a sad sack underneath the make-up.  After Edward’s transformation, Stan carries the duality of new-found confidence but also Edward’s baggage, his insecurities from his previous life.  For the audience, we know Edward, so the self-doubt is written all over his face, even if his work colleagues, acquaintances, and girlfriends don’t sense or see it.  

Schimberg includes a key scene immediately after Edward’s successful medical treatment where a group of men embrace him like a new-found brother.  In that moment, our hero immediately feels like he belongs, and his masculinity is recognized. 

It’s also important to recognize two characters that shape Edward’s journey.  

Ingrid (Renate Reinsve from “The Worst Person in the World” (2021)) is his next-door neighbor.  She’s bright, beautiful, bubbly, and inquisitive.  She’s a playwright who can write her own ticket just about anywhere, but for the moment, Ingrid works Off-Broadway.  It’s difficult to get an exact beat on her.  Ingrid seems genuine but is confident and conditioned to get whatever she wants.  Edward is attracted to her, so how will his recent changes impact their relationship?   

Oswald (Adam Pearson) is the second.  Edward and he don’t know each other, but Oswald copes with the same condition as Edward, and they look similar.  Pearson doesn’t wear make-up or prosthetics like Stan.  In real life, Pearson has neurofibromatosis, which caused his facial tumors.  In the movie, however, Edward and Oswald took two very different paths, where Oswald didn’t let his ailment define him, and hence, he fits within societal norms, free of self-doubt.   

During a 2024 Fantastic Fest red carpet interview, Mama’s Geeky (a YouTube channel) asked Pearson about the film, and he responded, “We’ve avoided the three tropes that normally occur: victimhood, villainy, and false heroism, and to me, that’s the big thing.” 

These three big players converge to form a twisty, unexpected tale about the human condition.  Schimberg’s film is a thought-provoking 112 minutes in which character motivations and decisions will be questioned over long gulps of bottomless coffee at a local diner afterward.

Jeff’s ranking

3/4 stars


The Outrun – Movie Review

Directed by: Nora Fingscheidt

Written by: Nora Fingscheidt and Amy Liptrot, based on Liptrot’s memoir

Starring: Saoirse Ronan, Stephen Dillane, Saskia Reeves, and Paapa Essiedu

Runtime: 119 minutes

‘The Outrun’ doesn’t sit still in its bohemian cinematic approach to address alcoholism and (a possible) recovery

“Recovery is an acceptance that your life is in shambles, and you have to change it.” – Jamie Lee Curtis

Rona (Saoirse Ronan), a 20-something college student, studies a discipline in biology. She lives in London, and, like many young university scholars, Rona also revels in the festive nightlife that The Big Smoke smolders on every day that ends in y.

She drinks in pubs and clubs but, unfortunately, in excess, and her consumption begins to impact other phases of her life, primarily her classwork and relationship with her boyfriend, Daynin (Paapa Essiedu).

Rona is an alcoholic.

Not unlike countless other big-screen stories of alcoholism, Rona engages in irrational, ugly behavior, and specific scenes in director/co-writer Nora Fingscheidt’s “The Outrun” will draw winces and gasps from the audience. However, “The Outrun” doesn’t focus on these dreadful moments for the majority of the 118-minute runtime. Based on Amy Liptrot’s 2016 memoir, the movie is a specific, personal story about recovery. Most roads to success in life do not form a straight line, nor does Rona’s journey to hopeful sobriety.

This critic didn’t read Liptrot’s book, but the film adaptation certainly embraces the idea that Rona’s trek to possible nirvana is a winding road, one littered with peaks and valleys, both figuratively and literally. She may have studied and partied in London, but she’s from the Orkney Islands off Scotland’s northern coast.

This beyond-remote setting sits at the 58th parallel, as far north as the Alaska Peninsula.

Yes, Wi-Fi exists in Rona’s hometown, but the most considerable bustle on the weekend might be the birth of a sheep or two on her father’s farm.

Our struggling heroine moves back home to live in a more orderly environment wrapped in simplicity away from the commotion of the city, but as the old saying goes, “No matter where you go, there you are.”

The audience also learns that growing up in her parents’ home was anything but an effortless space due to one of her folks unsuccessfully coping with mental illness throughout Rona’s life, and this affliction imprinted emotional damage onto Rona.

Turbulence often swirled in Rona’s limited universe as a child. That external churn may or may not have been a partial catalyst for her alcohol consumption during her young adult years. At a minimum, it didn’t help!

Her life is messy, and Fingscheidt and editor Stephan Bechinger construct the film as such. The narrative doesn’t move linearly; instead, it frequently shifts from present-day Scotland to her London days and a few moments from her childhood, many times without warning.

The result is a challenging, bohemian approach to revealing Rona’s story. Sometimes, it’s not entirely clear where we are in the timeline, even though London’s skyline is worlds apart from the Orkney Islands’ isolated savannas and rugged coastal shores. Cinematographer Yunus Roy Imer indeed captures the pastoral region’s beauty, including filming endless prairies and waves crashing at the shore.

Symbolism is everywhere. Whitecaps embody the never-ending desire to drink, and Rona’s solitary existence in wide-open spaces signifies her realization that she must slay her demons on her own. It’s up to her.

Meanwhile, she often blasts modern, electronic music through her earbuds, which contrasts the vastly different countryside, as a coping mechanism or a quiet stance of defiance.

Fingscheidt also includes two scenes with apples that embody the saying, “An apple a day keeps the doctor away.”

It’s a film that sometimes offers prescriptions in the form of small victories against occasional setbacks that lay beside a backdrop of vulnerabilities.

Meanwhile, Ronan, one of the most engaging actresses on the big screen today, isn’t asked to regularly burst with uninhabited emotions and mood swings. Yes, there are moments, but she mainly processes Rona’s story with reflection, regret, and (sometimes unwillingly) reaching out to sobriety. Ronan gives a (mostly) understated performance, in which crucial moments of heartbreak sneak up on us when we least expect it, including one where Fingscheidt fills the screen with Rona’s face in a scene of utter despair.

Because, again, no matter where you go, there you are.

Jeff’s ranking

2.5/4 stars


The Wild Robot – Movie Review

Directed by:  Chris Sanders

Written by:  Chris Sanders, based on Peter Brown’s book

Starring:  Lupita Nyong’o, Kit Connor, Pedro Pascal, Bill Nighy, Catherine O’Hara, Ving Rhames, Stephanie Hsu, and Mark Hamill

Runtime:  101 minutes

‘The Wild Robot’ spurs untamed, runaway thoughts of technology and its connection with the animal kingdom.

“Being a mother is an attitude, not a biological relation.” – Robert A. Heinlein

Science fiction writer Robert Heinlein’s (“Starship Troopers” (1959)) quote sums up the principal relationship in “The Wild Robot”: between a state-of-the-art robot, Roz (Lupita Nyong’o), and an orphaned gosling, Brightbill (Kit Connor). 

Set sometime in the future on this “bright, blue ball” known as Earth, Universal Dynamics, a company that could be Amazon meets Tesla, runs into an accident.  One of their ships, during a journey longer than a “three-hour tour,” lands on an isolated island, and a fleet of their Rozzum robots don’t reach their intended address.  One automated machine “survives” the traveling mix-up, powers on, explores the isle to gather data, and looks for an assignment.  You see, the Rozzum machines are born to serve. 

“Do you need assistance?”  

“Just ask.” 

However, Roz doesn’t speak Rabbit, Deer, or Crow, so it/she activates its/her learning mode, and presto!

She can communicate with all the animals.  

Pretty cool.  Who needs Rosetta Stone, right?  

Along this trek, she discovers her purpose:  to raise Brightbill.

Director/writer Chris Sanders’ (“How to Train Your Dragon” (2010), “The Call of the Wild” (2020)) animated feature, adapted from Peter Brown’s 2016 book, welcomes the concept that technology, when applied with care, is a beneficial force for humanity or, in this case, the animal kingdom.  Roz, who probably stands eight feet tall and pseudo-resembles BB-8 (“Star Wars: Episode VII - The Force Awakens” (2015)) with her (let’s just settle on “her”) spherical head and spherical body.  However, Roz has spindly, flexible arms and legs (like Doctor Octopus from the “Spider-Man” comics and movies) that are handy for climbing, running, and grabbing.  

Her sturdy metallic frame is toughened armor against the weather.  Roz has zero chance of rusting, and she can physically withstand contact with the wildlife’s brawnier creatures, like a grizzly bear, although she is not indestructible and does show wear and tear.  She isn’t a fearsome T-800 from “The Terminator” (1984) as her programming is akin to Mary Poppins, always wanting to offer a metaphorical spoonful of sugar.  

Roz’s sweet but ultimately pragmatic parenting skills influence Brightbill’s personality.  Her logical, scientific approach to everything makes his interactions a bit robotic as well.  

He’s a bit of an outcast in the geese community, so the movie hinges on two ideas:  Brightbill’s growth into hopeful acceptance and Roz’s parenting work becoming an emotional bonding experience.  

Sanders and the animation department effectively portray Brightbill and Roz’s parallel emotional journeys.  Frequent reminders of Brightbill’s vulnerabilities with his fellow fowls form a distinct, palatable underdog story for audiences, and Roz’s ever-present attempts to formulate the correct answer for her surrogate son and other island dwellers develop a sincere rooting interest for her synapses to reach a magical emotive resolve.

Roz expresses her “feelings” through expressive changes with her eyes, and Nyong’o balances Roz’s silicon-based, synthetic cadence with underlying empathy and compassion.  

The film works best when Roz and Brightbill’s bond is embraced and tested.  This petite gosling should eventually grow up and join a flock for migration, and this fact also becomes a point of contention.  

Any mother who drops her 18-year-old at a freshman dorm knows this specific pain.

Now, changing gears from children flying from the nest and to the animation.  This movie looks beautiful.  Dynamic color palettes frolic on an isle free from human beings.  Dazzling coastal blues, gray mountainous peaks, shades of greens in forests, and vibrant varieties of life are everywhere.  They are waiting for Roz’s discovery, including our programmed heroine mimicking her new animal buds (and some, at first, enemies) and even placing her hand on a yellow tree trunk, which reveals a massive assembly of butterflies.   

Of course, we meet all kinds of four-legged friends, including a fox named Fink (Pedro Pascal), a geese leader called Longneck (Bill Nighy), a mama opossum named Pinktail (Catherine O’Hara), a grizzly bear named Thorn (Mark Hamill), and much more.  

The comic relief is hit and miss, and more of the former.  Still, Fink, a fox, becomes Brightbill and Roz’s guide to the island’s particulars, and he MUST constantly quell his instincts from devouring the young bird, which begs the question:  

Couldn’t Fink be an herbivore, like a deer or something?  

Fink’s relationship with Brightbill previews a later effort when ALL the animal residents need to become neighborly colleagues.  In reality, this idea would be problematic as many carnivores would need to eat their BFFs to survive, and this critic can’t see Thorn dining on berries and alfalfa off-camera.  Can you?  

A widespread partnership is eventually required, as a prime character’s arc takes an additional turn that feels tacked on during the third act.  Does the aforementioned turn hurt the movie?  No, but it extends the narrative outside the original and clear dynamic between Roz and Brightbill.  It’s not necessary.  Admittedly, this third-act twist aims to deepen their connection, but the 101-minute runtime felt long.  Leaving the unnamed plot point on the cutting room floor would ironically have left a more potent impact on the film’s basic premise…in this critic’s opinion. 

Still, this PG-rated film offers a positive and pleasant family-friendly experience.  With wondrous animation and an emotional story, “The Wild Robot” spurs untamed, runaway thoughts of technology and its connection with the animal kingdom.  

What could be better?  

Well, parents, please prepare your children for any future accidental steps into their television or YouTube excursions where they could run smack dab into a nature video of a lion hunting down and devouring an unsuspecting zebra.   They might have questions. 

Jeff’s ranking

3/4 stars


Sleep - Movie Review

Directed and written by: Jason Yu. 

Starring: Jung Yu-mi, Lee Sun-kyun

Runtime: 95 minutes.

Korean horror film ‘Sleep’ confronts demons in the dark

Sleep is easy to take for granted. It’s something your body just does. For a third of your life, your consciousness goes offline, a computer powering down to recharge. If you’re lucky, you don’t have to work at it – it just happens. Like breathing, it’s easy to take for granted. Until something goes wrong. 

And it goes very wrong in the aptly titled psychological horror film “Sleep” by Korean filmmaker Jason Yu. His promising debut takes a simple premise, almost entirely set in the confines of one small apartment, and wrings it for all it’s worth in a tight 95 harrowing and darkly funny minutes.

Hyun-su and Soo-jin (played by Lee Sun-kyun and Jung Yu-mi) are a picture-perfect young married couple. Sweet and loving with one another, and with their adorable fluffball Pomeranian named Pepper, they have a baby on the way, and Hyun-su’s acting career is going places. At night, the couple cuddle on the couch to watch his latest appearance in a TV show while he covers his face in mock embarrassment. On the wall hangs a wooden placard emblazoned with the motto of their marriage: “Together we can overcome anything”

“Sleep” puts that motto to the test. 

Hyun-su, usually so peacefully asleep during the night, starts experiencing disturbances, small at first. His wife wakes to find him talking in his sleep. The next night, he begins scratching himself and wakes to find his hands and face bloody, Pepper shivering underneath the couple’s bed. Then, the sleepwalking begins. In the night, Soo-jin finds her husband, seemingly awake but not, eating raw meat from the fridge.

When the sleepwalking turns dangerous – almost deadly – they try creative solutions, like zipping Hyun-su tight in a sleeping bag with oven mitts on his hands. They go to the doctor for pills, even install a bell on the bedroom door to alert Soo-jin if her husband breaks free of his confines. When the baby comes, so small and so vulnerable, Soo-jin is driven to insomnia with vigilance, afraid of what her sleepwalking husband might do to their newborn daughter. 

In a fit of sleep-deprived desperation, they invite a shaman into the apartment – a huckster, maybe, but it’s what she senses that turns this psychologically fraught domestic drama into a proper horror film.

Like the best of modern Korean horror, Yu’s smartly directed “Sleep” displays a delicate mastery of tone, deftly balancing the sweetness of the central relationship with psychological unraveling, supernatural terrors and devilishly black humor that makes the minutes fly even as not much is happening onscreen. It’s not reinventing any narrative wheels, but “Sleep” still unnerves in its understanding of the vulnerability of sleep: how much we need this basic function we take for granted, the particular insanity that descends when we don’t get enough of it and how fragile we are when we’re in the midst of it – especially if our partner is suddenly possessed by a malevolent force. 

If you sleep at all after watching “Sleep,” it best be with one eye open.

Barbara’s ranking

3/4 stars


Best of TIFF 2024 – Part Two

The 49th Annual Toronto International Festival (TIFF) may be over, but the memories of so many great movies remain!  Over 10 days, I caught 48 screenings (47 films and one television show), and here are five more of my favorites, The Best of TIFF 2024 – Part Two.


“Hard Truths” – Director/writer Mike Leigh is back with his first movie in six years, and he does not disappoint.  Neither does Marianne Jean-Baptiste (“Secrets & Lies” (1996)), who delivered the best performance that this critic saw at TIFF 2024.  Pansy (Jean-Baptiste) is possibly the most cantankerous matriarch portrayed on screen since Violet Weston (Meryl Streep) in “August: Osage County” (2013).  The difference here is that Jean-Baptiste’s Pansy carries massive swaths of comedy during her astonishing rants, ones that rival Allison Janney’s Oscar-winning work as Tonya Harding’s mother, LaVona, in “I, Tonya” (2017).  The rest of the characters, in this English family drama, attempt to cope with Pansy’s angst while Leigh offers no easy answers to reach harmony, as only he can. 


“I’m Still Here” – Former Brazilian Congressman Rubens Paiva (Selton Mello) turned away from politics.  He’s a successful businessman now and lives with his wife, Eunice (Fernanda Torres), and their children, steps away from Rio de Janeiro’s beach scene.  Life is beautiful, until it’s not.  Director Walter Salles (“Central Station” (1998), “The Motorcycle Diaries” (2004)) chronicles a Paiva family biopic about their deeply personal and unjust encounter with Brazil’s military dictatorship during the 1970s.  Salles’ film is a cautionary tale of extreme government overreach, while Mello and Torres deliver absorbing performances during this unsettling and inspirational watch. 


“Santosh” – Santosh (Shahana Goswami) loses her husband, a police officer, when he is killed in the line of duty; however, through a government-sponsored program, as a widow, she is offered his position within the force.  With no background in law enforcement, Santosh attempts to navigate her new career in a male-dominated arena but finds an ally, a toughened female veteran, Sharma (Sunita Rajwar).  They follow a troubling case in Northern India that leads to raw, explosive choices for the new constable.  Goswami and Rajwar are nothing short of mesmerizing during their characters’ complex relationship in director/writer Sandhya Suri’s impressive effort, her first narrative feature.


“The Shadow Strays” – Holy smokes.  Director/writer Timo Tjahjanto modern-day martial arts film is a wildly entertaining, crowd-pleasing bloodbath.  Granted, this critic doesn’t often catch flicks in this genre, but I can’t recall a more violent movie, which is Tjahjanto’s point.  Set in Jakarta, a gifted, efficient assassin named 13 (Aurora Ribero) embarks on a ferocious campaign against a vast, vicious criminal organization.  Well, its nefarious members are in trouble!  Twenty-year-old Ribero, with only four months of training, is a wondrous, charismatic phenom, and Hana Malasan plays 13’s mentor, Umbra, as her coercing, cutthroat on-screen co-star.  Swordplay, knife fights, machine-gun fire, slugfests, ruthless swings of a baseball bat, and more fill the screen for 144 minutes!


“Vermiglio” – Director/writer Maura Delpero whisks us to a gorgeous, mountainous setting in Northern Italy for a sensitive family tale at the end of World War II.  Pietro (Giuseppe De Domenico), a war veteran from Sicily, arrives in town and meets Lucia (Martina Scrinzi), the daughter of a revered teacher, Cesare (Tommaso Rango).  Lucia is shy but smitten, and she and Pietro begin cordial flirting, which blossoms into something more.  Delpero develops several rich supporting characters, in addition to Lucia and Pietro, and she and the actors easily allow our immediate investment into following their individual destinies.  A beautifully crafted picture.  


The Substance – Movie Review

Directed and written by:   Coralie Fargeat

Starring:  Demi Moore, Margaret Qualley, and Dennis Quaid

Runtime:  141 minutes

Moore and Qualley are the perfect ingredients for ‘The Substance’, Fargeat’s wild body horror social commentary

“It changed my life.”

Elisabeth Sparkle (Demi Moore) is a successful, Oscar-winning actress and proudly has a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.  These days, she shines on the small screen as a fitness instructor for a television show that looks like a throwback to the 1980s and 1990s, the “:20 Minute Workout” meets “Getting Fit with Denise Austin”.  However, her exercise gig suffers a career-ending injury when her misogynistic boss, Harvey (Dennis Quaid), fires her due to her age and on her 50th birthday to boot.

Later that day, feeling blue and the effects of Father Time, someone introduces The Substance, a fountain-of-youth solution, to Elisabeth and utters the aforementioned quote.  After watching director/writer Coralie Fargeat’s (“The Revenge” (2017)) “The Substance”, a wild and gruesome mad-scientist flick, it might change your life too. 

“The Substance” is a shocking experience that excels by riding along a few vital parallel tracks.  

Fargeat’s film is a cautionary tale about trusting a stranger/product/system without proper vetting, but desperate times call for desperate measures.  Elisabeth has digested the impossible beauty standards that society has placed on women for decades (or possibly forever), and she suffers the consequences of these unfair ideals through her brand-new unemployment.  

How far is she willing to go to change the narrative?  

Far enough to inject a mysterious green liquid with a needle that could double as an 11-century steel lance.  Well, it’s not that large, but Elisabeth’s strange journey to secure The Substance in a questionable Los Angeles neighborhood builds plenty of tension with what-will-happen-next vibes when she eventually presses the needle’s tip on her skin.   

That scene and the rest of the 141-minute movie (which flew by in no time) clearly and effectively convey the obsession and desire for eternal youth and surface-level splendor.   

From this perspective, “The Substance” is an important film, not just a random horror movie.  

To communicate her point, Fargeat and a stellar special effects team gorge on gore, which will delight horror fans and force others to believe that the apocalypse has begun.  This movie is not for the squeamish, but covering one’s eyes is always an option.  This critic is not a special effects expert when deciphering CGI versus practical effects.  Still, the effects look practical – similar to John Carpenter’s “The Thing” (1982) – and Margaret Qualley (who becomes Elisabeth’s 20-something self after Demi’s Elisabeth injects the green goo) remarked during the September 5th Toronto International Film Festival screening that she indeed donned practical effects on her person.  

Demi does, as well.  

Both Demi and Margaret properly garner Elisabeth’s stress and desperation to maintain everlasting gorgeous looks to keep up with the culture’s expectations and embrace the benefits, including satisfying one’s lust and pursuing fame, which Sue (Qualley) can accomplish by simply walking into a room. 

Of course, everything has a price, but in this case, Elisabeth and Sue need to follow The Substance’s rules.  See also “Gremlins” (1984).  You know that drill from that 80s classic.  “Don’t get them wet.  Don’t feed them after midnight.”  

No, Elisabeth and Sue can swim and eat at Denny’s at 1 a.m., but other specifics must be followed.  Dear Elisabeth and Sue:  For the love of God, please follow the rules!

“The Substance” certainly breaks conventions through its wonderfully horrific plot thread, although the film itself took a similar awards’ turn as Julia Ducournau’s “Titane” (2021).  

“Titane”, a twisted body horror picture, won the Cannes 2021 Palme d’Or, and Fargeat won the Cannes 2024 Best Screenplay honors.   

Ducournau’s vision is a dark, sicko journey that resembles David Cronenberg’s gloomier work, while “The Substance” takes a somewhat campy approach while also divulging the most disturbing images that I’ve seen this year.  

Meanwhile, the film’s Demi-Margaret dynamic duo is an explosive combination where Elisabeth and Sue need to cooperate to maintain harmony, and Fargeat features the women as physically vulnerable, sexualized, and under harmful distress.  For my money, Elisabeth is Moore’s most memorable role, which tops her turns in “Ghost” (1990) and “Disclosure” (1994), and Qualley – who has chosen some terrific jobs, like “Novitiate” (2017) and “Kinds of Kindness” (2024) - bends herself into pretzels to communicate that Sue is the object of the male gaze.

As gory as some of Demi and Margaret’s moments are, Dennis’ Harvey delivers one of the most nauseating scenes over a contentious lunch.   

For those hungry for something unexpected, “The Substance” is your film, especially if you can embrace the gore or, for more delicate audiences, negotiate with it.  However, at its core, Fargeat holds up a maddening mirror to our current state of affairs, and Moore and Qualley are the perfect ingredients for “The Substance”, both inside and out.  

Jeff’s ranking

3.5/4 stars


My Old Ass - Movie Review

Directed and written by: Megan Park.

Starring: Maisy Stella, Aubrey Plaza, Percy Hynes White.

Runtime: 88 minutes.

‘My Old Ass’ a clever coming-of-age tale with heart and wit – and on ‘shrooms


It’s an age-old philosophical question: What advice would you impart to your younger self if adult you, with all the scars and hard-earned wisdom of adulthood, could reach back through time and connect with your wide-eyed, idealistic teenage self? 

Would you tell 18-year-old you to study harder in school? To stop taking your family for granted? To invest in the stock market? The winning lottery numbers?

Or would you drop ‘shrooms in the woods and dance? 

There’s room for both in “My Old Ass,” a coming-of-age comedy as irreverent as its title written and directed by Megan Park, the 38-year-old director of “The Fallout” who clearly remembers with keen acuity what it was like to be 18. Here, she’s able both to channel the naïve optimism of adolescence and the battle-hardened weariness of midlife to explore weighty philosophical questions about aging, fate and self-determinism with bittersweet cheek. 

Elliott (Maisy Stella) is 18 and bursting at the seams to leave her childhood in the dust. The queer tomboy, feeling constrained by rural life, is blazing through her last summer on her family’s bucolic Canadian cranberry farm before she leaves for university in big-city Toronto. She’s had her fill of fruit-filled bogs and tractors and annoying little brothers, and ditches family dinners as the days tick down to her departure to zip around the lake in her motorboat, make out with her number one girl crush and take psychedelic mushrooms in the forest with her friends. So far, so 18. 

But psychedelic mushrooms mean psychedelic trips, and it’s during one of these that Elliott encounters a strange 39-year-old woman in the woods. She has Elliott’s same brown doe eyes, her same sardonic wit, her same name – in fact, she claims, she is her, from the future. 

Old Elliott (Aubrey Plaza) wisely refrains from interfering with the space-time continuum or Young Elliott’s joy of discovery – she won’t tell her younger self which stocks to invest in or any winning lottery numbers. Pressed for any piece of intel, Old Elliott only says, with wariness in her voice: Stay away from a guy named Chad. He’s bad news. 

No problem, thinks Elliott. She’s only interested in kissing girls, anyway. What on earth would she ever want to do with some guy named Chad? But then suddenly a gangly summer worker on the cranberry farm has her questioning her life, her sexuality, her relationship to her family and their cranberry farm – and why on earth Old Elliott would warn her away from the gentlest, funniest, sweetest boy she’s ever met. (And she doesn’t even like boys!) 

That you never deeply question the logistics of “My Old Ass” (especially as Young and Old Elliott continue to text each other across the void of space and time) is a credit to Stella’s charm as the profanely charismatic Elliott. She plays Elliott like a rocket gearing up to blast into orbit, a teenager on the cusp of young adulthood who can’t contain her craving to suck the marrow out of life. She wants to fall in and out of love, to have her first threesome, to sing and dance and sometimes do drugs. Confronted with her older self, she asks if they can kiss – you know, just to see what it's like. 

It’s easy to see why a young woman so full of life would feel let down by the woman she grows to be. Here she is, ready to set the world on fire, only to discover she grows to be a middle-aged woman who takes yoga classes, who looks a little beat down and a lot sad. 

“I thought I’d be happier at 40,” Elliott says.

But what makes “My Old Ass” a coming-of-age tale unlike any other isn’t just the time travel and ‘shrooms (or the riotously funny Justin Bieber musical interlude). It’s the understanding that we are, all of us, at every phase of life, “coming of age.” It’s not just Young Elliott learning how to live – it’s Old Elliott, too.

And you, whatever age you are. “My Old Ass” will make you remember who you were at 18. Will make you realize, even, that teenage you still exists on some cosmic wavelength with some lessons left to teach. 

No ‘shrooms required.

Barbara’s ranking

3.5/4 stars