
The women's prison, which had been feigning tranquillity, descended into further chaos due to the former female guard serving time, and surveillance of the inmates grew even more stringent. Meanwhile, Reika, plunged into despair after her ex-lover Goto's confessed escape plan ended in failure, found Goto plotting his next move... intending to use the guard Yoshiko to orchestrate a complete escape.
A quiet film that does not demand your tears but earns them. It explores love that lingers, timing that fails, and the silence between what was and what could have been.
I’m disappointed in The Woman in Cabin 10, but that’s at least in part because of my love of Ruth Ware’s novel.
Slumber Party Massacre is a gory film with just enough commentary on sexist excuses, the validity of women's voices, and the inherent feminism of the slasher.
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.
Sisters Mia and Emma discover and hunt down a unicorn with magical blood and want to protect it.