Not sure why this is, but I have been blessed with the viewing pleasure of various really great, compelling films as of late. Amazon’s The Torture Report was outstanding, Netflix’s Marriage Story was full of career high performances, and Hell even Underwater was very exciting and action packed. Frozen 2 certainly didn’t disappoint, and while I was under no impression that I would care for Once upon a time in Hollywood, that had some very compelling acting and revisionist history. Ad Astra was gorgeous, and what a slow burn that was. It didn’t take me anywhere I thought it would, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Did I mention just how wonderfully shot it was. The calm serenity, it was absolutely beautiful. Almost breathtaking. Strange, somewhat like how I felt about Black Swan, but nonetheless entertaining and well cast, and executed with aplomb.
Joker was great, Joaquin was a captivating presence on screen, he really had to perfect that character otherwise it just wouldn’t sell. Perhaps I like that film more because I haven’t seen many of the great pieces of cinema that it pays homage to.
Hell Adam Driver was the best part of the Rise of Skywalker, and I did not care for that film beyond spectacle at all. I mean, at all. But he rescued that film from being forgotten by the time I had gotten into my car and driven home. It had moments, but nothing cohesive. It doesn’t resonate. It’s totally superficial, and that’s coming from me. I have so few layers, I love popcorn, tent pole pictures. But that film really left me feeling like so much was lacking.
Oh crisps! Knives Out, how could I forget. That was funnier than I had anticipated, and zipped along. What great casting, and the performances were top notch. Daniel Craig’s accent was offputting at first, but I’ve heard Rian Johnson joke about a cinematic universe where he plays a lead in a bunch of new movies where he has a uniquely different accent in each one. It was a fantastic who dunnit, and I generally don’t care for the genre.
