In the first minutes, drone shots entice tourists with the beauty of Malta, but then Isaac Florentine fails to deliver anything captivating in his story of revenge and ash in the hair of the American president. Frank Grillo, who reads Greek Stoics here, but evidently only to crush someone's throat with the spine of…

And the award for the worst 3D CGI of 2024 goes to... Seriously, whoever approved those hideous monster designs should never work in anime again. The creatures in the dungeon scenes and that chaotic forest chase in the last two episodes were so bad I was tempted to give the show a lower rating. It was awful,…

Another version of the subject of an isolated community (again on an island) whose residents begin to realise that something is not quite right with their “perfect life”. The discovery of one’s own sexuality after getting off the daily inhibitory “medicine” is likable, and the feelings between the characters are…

“Thanks, Costa. Thanks for another film in which someone is dying of cancer. You have surpassed all others, with several patients dying at once. Thanks for the tons of enriching dialogue with them involving the film’s protagonist, a renowned author/philosopher with a nascent brain tumor. And thanks for those few…

No fearful symmetry. Will we first be served meatloaf, a sweaty thigh, frail autistic lamb, or a piece of stepfather’s pig? Given the skills of the hungry kitty, which is better at smashing phones calling 911 than hunting, we can’t expect any surprises from the menu. It’s probably clear that if Briana Evigan had been…

“Five puppets? This incident is starting to turn into a happening…” This amusing trash mode was elevated by two things. When Chucky's praetorian guard wreaks havoc in the hotel with more intensity than Dunston, it has a wicked charm (the head in the toilet bowl or the “imperial intruder” are beyond good taste). Last…

In the first minutes, drone shots entice tourists with the beauty of Malta, but then Isaac Florentine fails to deliver anything captivating in his story of revenge and ash in the hair of the American president. Frank Grillo, who reads Greek Stoics here, but evidently only to crush someone's throat with the spine of…

“If you don’t kill me right now…it’ll be the last mistake you ever make.” In the same year, the Bad becomes the Good, the Ugly Mexican is played by someone else, the name of the cemetery is Freedom, and the tombstone reads Justice. The fact that the Bad will go down hasn’t changed. The director’s cut may be a bit too…

A straight cop, Serpico, fighting against crooked individuals and a distorted system. This is the kind of whistleblowing where someone standing against you would also like to blow, but into the smoke rising from the barrel. The one-third of the film dedicated to exposition brilliantly focuses on sketching the profile…

A Polish Con Air, in which Cage couldn’t appear in a white tank top because it would disrupt the moral depravity and grim tone. While it has competitive parameters, the unrestrained content fragmentation and questions about the plot's logic constantly dull the experience.