When the movie opens, a man is just re-emerging into the world after a nervous breakdown caused by the traumatic loss of his wife while his son was just an infant. It's 7 years later, and the man has repressed the memories of his wife's death, and spends his time working a menial job and leaving small gifts on the front porch of the home where his son is now being raised. Eventually, the man and the boy come face to face and, as he and the boy start to bond, the man begins to remember fragments of the buried trauma. While this experience propels him inevitably back to mental trauma, He tries his best to connect with his son in a critical way.
What can I say about this Will Ferrell/Julia Louis-Dreyfus-led “dramedy?” Well, the comedy part of Downhill is completely non-existent. And I should have known that the film was a flop when I walked into an empty theater at a prime time on a Friday night.
Madres takes place in the 70’s following a Hispanic married couple who move to a migrant farming community. Diana, who is pregnant, starts to become suspicious of their new environment after she and the women around her develop strange symptoms. Could it be a curse, a sickness, or something else?
Wes Anderson offers a light-hearted comedy in the Middle East centering around Catholic motifs.
A bumpy journey about revolution and family makes us feel fear, disgust, humor, and satisfaction.
Through three intricately crafted seasons of television, "Hannibal" has managed to make itself into the best incarnation of the self-titled work.
The Invitation takes a creeping look at two simple premises: reuniting with forgotten friends and new-age spiritualism. Though one seems a bit scarier than the other, the film heightens social awkwardness to a macabre level that puts an uncomfortable look on when the social taboo of grief is put on public display.
