Mirrorball (Miami sFF Review): A Passionate Tribute to La La Land
Mirrorball is full of passion and love for the medium of cinema and is indeed a fitting love letter to La La Land.

Rin (Sumire Sato) is a girl who sells matches. The buyers of the matches can fulfill their dreams by lighting the match, but they are also playing with fire. Based on manga series "Match Shoujo" by Sanami Suzuki (first published 2014 in monthly seinen manga magazine Young Ace). "Match Shoujo" is motivated by the short story “The Little Match Girl” written by Hans Christian Andersen and published in 1845.
Mirrorball is full of passion and love for the medium of cinema and is indeed a fitting love letter to La La Land.
Based on a true story, when his beloved dog goes missing, the owner embarks on an incredible search with his parents to find him.
There is a lot of controversy around Q-force. It’s certainly not hard to see why—the series is quite hyperbolic. I will say, that was the first aspect I noticed on my initial watch. Right from the get-go Q-Force barrages you with gay joke after gay joke. This is hit or miss throughout the series.
Tired of being cooped up in their cages, the critters escape the Australian zoo and try to find their way to the outback.
The film follows the biblical story of Moses, from his time as a prince of Egypt, to a leader for the people of Israel. It’s a film that works brilliantly in animation, and is one that both children and adults can; enjoy despite its religious contexts, it is friendly to general audiences.
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.