It’s impossible not to be charmed by Kenneth Branagh’s personal, warm-hearted movie about the city of his childhood, even if it’s ultimately a tad too slight to really hit hard emotionally.
The last film I watched in 2022, this inventive and eccentric mind trip is, at heart, a bittersweet and moving family drama thrown in a blender with hectic action sequences and absurdist multiverse wackiness.
An evocative, stunningly photographed cinematic journey to the corner of the world rarely seen by humans, this is more than your typical nature documentary.
This was a very different trip to the cinema: I went to see a recording of Anton Chekhov’s stage play, filmed at the National Theatre in London and starring a couple of familiar faces including Emilia Clarke.
I haven’t seen this superhero/horror flick since I first watched it back in 2005 and thought it was mostly meh. I was pleasantly surprised when I gave it a second chance recently, and discovered that it’s actually much, much better than I remembered.
I’ve never seen a Greta Garbo film before, so I watched this 1937 romantic tearjerker which, according to the internet, is a strong contender for her best movie.
An ambitious, kaleidoscopic David Bowie documentary that’s both intoxicating and exhausting, Moonage Daydream is a glorious feast for the eyes and ears that throws everything but the kitchen sink onscreen.
Despite the slow deliberate pace and three-hour running time, I was completely captivated by this beautiful, layered adaptation of Haruki Murakami’s short story about infidelity, grief, art and the impenetrable mystery of other people’s lives and secrets.