We Are Going to Sing 2 the Redshore City
Sing 2 the beat in this jukebox sequel featuring anthropomorphic animals with musical talent.

We are invited to follow the daily activities of Baasung and Besangot to sap rubber tree in Bukit Duabelas National Park, Tebo, Jambi. There is a dialogue about how many rubber trees should be sapped and the disturbance that arises in doing so, along with talks on how they learn the alphabet; spell it and write it down. The camera moves several times between the hands of the two children and the filmmakers.
Sing 2 the beat in this jukebox sequel featuring anthropomorphic animals with musical talent.
Wanda and Vision are suffering under the stress of parenting their twin boys.
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.
So with the recent (rightful) public apologies to Britney from comedians and media for trashing her image in the 2000s, perhaps some people should also give Crossroads the fair chance it deserves. It won't be everyone's cup of tea, and that is fine. Personally, I will take my girl Britney and her movie, over the next testosterone "Dude Flick" any day.
Wilde’s coming-of-age comedy directorial debut is simultaneously hilarious and entertaining, and remarkably heartfelt and relatable.
La Bola Negra is an achievement worth praising and worth seeing.