By: Trevor Chartrand Leave it to the British to define the pinnacle moment in human evolution as a soccer (er, ‘football’) game against the French.
Poop Talk is kind of pointless. It’s not entirely useless, but did we really need a dookie digest starring comedians cracking wise about what they’ve snapped off? It’s quite literally “shits and giggles”.
From Hollywood to Rose is a product of the 90s, which hints towards the film’s wheelhouse.
Let There Be Light, a directorial feature debut from Hercules’ Kevin Sorbo, is the latest entry in the faith-based sub-genre. This Christian family film has been a passion project of Sorbo’s, with an added bonus of being able to work closely with his wife, Sam (who co-wrote the script with The Hurricane’s Dan Gordon). While mirroring certain details of God’s Not Dead (another devout drama Kevin Sorbo starred in as a similar atheist), Let There Be Light gives audiences…
Permission is dressed-up old news. The film looks good and the cast is hip, but the lengths the film will go to explore provocative themes within a relationship are much more common than the film believes.
Spettacolo is a reminder that documentaries can also be a routine.
Great Great Great kicks off with a disconnected exchange following huge news. Corporate worker Lauren (Sarah Kolasky) is told about her parents’ divorce by her mother. Mom is aloof – almost to a numbing degree – but Lauren is shook up. Her long-term relationship with Tom (Suck It Up’s Dan Beirne) is satisfyingly comfortable, but she suddenly fears of a future of boredom. A flash-from-the-past in the form of a new co-worker/old friend (Richard Clarkin) triggers Lauren to…
Let There Be Light is a gratuitous entry into the popular faith-based sub-genre, but it acknowledges some interesting albeit heavy-handed ideas about being open to change.
I don’t know what type of Oscar nominations I prefer: a list of predictable winners, or names and films that are constantly in a status shift. Judging by all of the different winners in recent award ceremonies, it’s clear the 90th annual Oscars fall in the latter category. But, again, I’m stumped over if I actually enjoy this much variety.
Why can’t George Clooney make a movie that’s “simple”? I don’t mean “simple” as in unremarkable quality, but “simple” as in accessible entertainment.