Sofia Coppola’s ‘On the Rocks’
The film does not add anything to its own conversation or genre, and falls flat once it’s about to end and must declare some sort of conclusion.

A lonely film student documents an unhoused man who believes that he’s the Grim Reaper, as he leads her on magical journey to meet herself as a teen, as a young girl, and as an infant, to recover her ability to love – while she still can.
The film does not add anything to its own conversation or genre, and falls flat once it’s about to end and must declare some sort of conclusion.
A young girl who is determined to sail the ocean within 210 days at sea brings an adventurous story for viewers.
One young woman with an unusual background tries to find and establish herself in the real world, which isn't exactly as festive as she hoped it would be.
Emily and Stephanie are back... just add gin and drama.
Him is visually stunning—all concrete cathedrals and bone-rattling impact shots that look like a nightmare highlight reel. Marlon Wayans is magnetic as this legendary quarterback who's basically selling salvation with a smile that never quite reaches his eyes. But the story keeps running in circles: more tests, more cryptic pep talks, more ritualistic drills. The sports-as-religion metaphor beats you over the head when subtlety would've been more effective. The middle drags, and that finale chooses spectacle over substance. It's undeniably stylish, but left me cold. Also worth noting: despite the Monkeypaw connection, this isn't actually a Jordan Peele film—he didn't write or direct.
In 1977, Star Wars changed the world. It took the universe by storm, completely redefining everything everyone knew about movies. But then, in 1980, The Empire Strikes Back changed Star Wars. Sequels were not as well regarded back then as they are today.