Last Christmas: Emilia Clarke Stopped Eating Hearts and Decided to Win Them.
In Paul Feig’s newest comedy, Last Christmas, Katarina (Emilia Clarke) didn’t give a heart, she got a heart, you see.

To win a bet on which the future of their naturist club depends, a group of nudists agree to spend three months on a deserted island in Brazil, living under the same conditions as the Caiapó tribe. They build their huts, feed themselves with fruit and fish, and enjoy themselves playing outdoor sports.
In Paul Feig’s newest comedy, Last Christmas, Katarina (Emilia Clarke) didn’t give a heart, she got a heart, you see.
Adam McKay might have been more concerned with cramming cameos than he was in this story which is a bloated criticism of the rich and famous… delivered unto us by the rich and famous.
Knives Out doesn’t just defy the whodunit narrative, it uses the weaknesses to its advantage. It’s well aware of the genre’s faults and tropes
The French-born director Laure de Clermont-Tonnerre’s strategic choice to entrust the interpretation of a conventional, feminine character to a non-binary actor pays off: Corrin’s Lady Chatterley is awkward, edgy, and uninhibited at the same time.
I didn’t love Expecting Amy, the mini-series following Amy Schumer’s pregnancy, but it brought up a lot of great unspoken side-effects of working and growing a human in America.
Miley Cyrus makes a revival in this Disney+ documentary on her recent album Endless Summer Vacation.