A troubled 17-year-old boy is forced to move to New York City for psychiatric care. Throughout the summer he learns not only about the brutalities of life, but the realities of love.
I first saw Dear Evan Hansen on the Broadway stage. Apparently, I was so blown away by the magic of theater that I didn’t pick up on the questionable dynamics. The story's clumsy handling in the movie brought those issues to light.
This little Netflix film was very inspirational. It passes the Bechdel test, and features a different worldview with rural Indian representation.
The cultural insensitivity of 'Slumberland' is discreet, and can be easily overlooked in CGI extravaganza.
The Slumber Party Massacre wonderfully combines the suspense of its horror with its commentary on gender, creating a memorable slasher classic that began a horror trilogy entirely written and directed by women.
Shudder’s Host (not a particularly original title, I must say) attempts to bring the spooks to “the quarantine generation” by presenting us with a scary Zoom call during lockdown.
The Last Son of Krypton returns as the kind-hearted, blue-eyed boy scout we all know and love.
