The film tells the story of four generations of single mothers from the Storbeck family: grandma, mother, daughters and a granddaughter. All of them live on social welfare and cannot escape the spiral of financial hardship. The children's fathers don't pay alimony and the fear of an empty fridge is great.
The film's Incluvie rating is off the charts. It features Black, Muslim, queer, trans humans whose moms hold them up, fight for them, and love them for who they are...making anything possible.
Not every film can make a shopping mall feel both magical and menacing, but Forbidden Fruits challenges that.
This is ambitious horror filmmaking, and in a lot of ways, I fully admire its ambitions. For me, the film’s sloppiness defines its overall quality.
Slip on your favorite dungarees and spend the day on the east coast of New Zealand before the 90s.
I'm bad, and that's good. I will never be good, and that's not bad. There's no one I'd rather be than me.
The Vietnamese perspective is not only completely ignored in 'The Greatest Beer Run Ever', but it is blatantly whitewashed and disrespected.
