
In international political conflict, deals are not brokered by national leaders but by “backroom players” who are hidden from the spotlight. Enter Padraig O’Malley, recovering alcoholic and negotiator of peace. An excellent mediator, the only person whose trauma he cannot alleviate is his own. Filmmaker James Demo expertly merges the public and private personas of an extraordinary man.
Eddington attempts to capture how media is intertwined with the uncomfortable present.
Naked Gun: The New Police Squad Team delivers exactly what fans want: relentless, expertly crafted chaos that honors the original while cranking everything up to eleven. The gags fire at machine-gun pace—sight jokes layered with wordplay and physical comedy so outrageous it borders on art. It's gleefully self-aware without being cynical, silly without being stupid, and maintains that perfect ZAZ-style balance of treating absolute absurdity with complete seriousness. The film knows exactly what it is: a comedy missile designed for maximum laughs, and it hits its target with surgical precision. Pure, unhinged entertainment that proves spoof comedy still has plenty of life left in it.
Even without the messaging, Mercy does not hold up as a movie. It's sloppily done and the mystery doesn’t tie together at the end.
This modern update of the beloved classic swaps Cyrano's signature pronounced nose for achondroplasia, for a different vision that still retains the original's essence.
"Boston Strangler" pulls the curtain back on a well-documented historical moment involving significant contributions from women reporters.