Movie that chronicles Mikes Jones' real life rise to fame as an aspiring rapper from the streets who finds his path in life through music in his hometown of Houston, Texas.
Ultra-violent storytelling has never been my thing, but the issues with Scarface go beyond that. The film perpetuates harmful stereotypes about Latinx immigrants and uses gore and misogyny for shock value that never serves any purpose. The whole venture is frustratingly empty, and left me desiring something more.
Kat Wahlen’s The Whiteboard tells, or rather shows, a delightful love story between two young women who meet in detention.
If you were to watch it on streaming when you have nothing to do, it’s still probably a giant waste of time, but you could do far worse. Paying $18 for a movie ticket and who knows how much for concessions turns this from an exercise in boredom to an exercise in frustration.
"Terrace House" improves on the standard reality TV format by affording its cast privacy, freedom, and respect.
When a powerful church leader is found dead, Benoit Blanc enters a tight-knit community where everyone has secrets, but not everyone is fully developed.
Of the 28 total films I watched, just six of them were queer or featured queer characters in some way.
