Triangle of Sadness pulls you into its world with the ease of a master hypnotist.

Amsterdam is a plethora of pomp, but little requisite circumstance.

Blonde’s platinum sheen is nothing more than a dime-store dye job.

An economy-class ticket has rarely been this entertaining.

Luhrmann’s technique had my toes tapping, but left my intrigue lacking.

An errant large asteroid wouldn’t be enough to wipe away this mess.

The power it holds over you is that of a master hypnotist toying with a fully pliant subject.

The style of Men is undeniable and will either immediately appeal to or put off its audience.

Downton Abbey: A New Era is sappier than a forest full of maples.

Everything Everywhere All At Once is The Matrix for a new generation.

The Outfit squeezes every ounce of ambience from its seemingly limited surroundings.

Dune is a bit lengthy, hangs on shots and scenes too long and doesn’t do a great job explaining things, yet I loved every last second of it.