This biopic about Judy Garland’s final 1968 concert run in London has very little to it outside of masterful performance from Renée Zellweger, but what a performance.
A somewhat overlong but still fabulously entertaining caper movie about the lesser-known effects of the Global Financial Crisis, with a career-best performance from Jennifer Lopez.
This stand-alone mystery was one of the first Christie novels I’ve ever read, and for that reason I’ve always had a soft spot for it even though the best compliment I can give the book is “solid”. Many other Christie novels have more memorable settings and ingenious twists, this one simply has classic crime ingredients – a small group of suspects, poison and red herrings galore – that come together for a cracking good read.
I enjoyed this fun and inventive German thriller from the late 90s, but I do wish I had seen it at the time of its release.
The best kind of surprise from my long-time faves; I finally jump on the Billie Eilish hype train (and enjoy the ride); more of the warm and lovely folk-country.
This stand-alone mystery is one of Christie’s oddest crime novels, which is probably why it’s one of her books that stuck in my memory the most. I don’t necessarily think it’s an example of Christie at her best; the non-linear plot meanders somewhat and the resolution is far too abrupt. But it’s certainly one of her most interesting books, with some unusual elements that I can’t remember seeing anywhere else in Christie’s oeuvre.
I didn’t get to see Roger Waters when he toured Melbourne last year, something I deeply regretted after my Mum showed me the amazing videos she took at the show. Watching this concert film on a big screen at the cinema was the next best thing I guess.