Naked Singularity
By Paul Weissman August 5, 2021
A well-acted but scattershot film that works better when it sticks to crime.
A well-acted but scattershot film that works better when it sticks to crime.
A bouillabaisse of a film that mixes, not always successfully, the suspenseful procedural investigation of director Tom McCarthy’s Spotlight with the touching redemption stories of his earlier movies.
A film where the world conspires against its protagonist and every odd camera angle or unidentifiable sound offers proof of the conspiracy.
Watching director Miranda July’s new film is like inhabiting someone else’s nightmare.
Striking, at times exhilarating, but ultimately uneven, the adaptation of Peter Carey’s novel is a fascinating addition to the depictions of the outlaw Ned Kelly.
A crime films that clearly aims to emulate Quentin Tarantino, Guy Ritchie, and Martin McDonough.
A classy chamber noir and an exquisitely modulated slow burn. For those interested in house porn, this movie is for you.
A neonoir that could be interpreted as savage and bleak, strangely beautiful, or somewhere in between.
A fun, dark, finely crafted thriller that is somewhat impenetrable.