Pépita, Laura, Kitty et l'utérus artificiel 

The trouble with Yara (2021) is that in its attempt to tell the whole story, it struggles to tell a consistently engaging story.

Another uneven "Guess Who's Coming to Dinner" redux that says nothing novel about its subject matter.

Through three intricately crafted seasons of television, "Hannibal" has managed to make itself into the best incarnation of the self-titled work.

Halle's belting, crystal clear notes, and warm tone infused something into this blockbuster that I thoroughly enjoy.

In addition to the cast being delightfully diverse this time around, the film was just loosely-plotted and action-packed enough to keep a casual fan like myself entertained. While I do agree that the writing of Cole left much to be desired for an original character thrust into a preconceived universe, none of the characters seemed particularly fleshed out in terms of personality; however, I think that's to be expected when you're watching a film literally inspired by a video game.

In the film adaptation, director Jon M. Chu turns each musical number into a massive show stopper, with grand set pieces and a wealth of diverse dancers. Yet, in this attempt to show reverence for the people of the Washington Heights barrio, Chu, or maybe more specifically those in charge of casting, left out a crucial part of the community, Afro-Latinos.