In a small village in Toledo during the 00's, Elena, a widowed housewife, tries to get closer to her son César, a teenager who is about to finish high school and move to "the big city". However, he still doesn't know who he is or what he wants to become. Meanwhile, her older sister, Bárbara, returns by surprise to spend a weekend in the village...
At least we got the original cast back, right? Not even that saves it. None of them could bring a sliver of hope to this special. Rather, they bring dread as we witness the light leaving from their eyes.
Behind all the action, 'Space Sweepers' is a surprisingly heartfelt and progressive story about building community.
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.
It’s the most loving tribute to cinema and to Ingmar Bergman, set in world that feels so habitable that I felt like only re-watching this for eternity, because of how inviting it looks and feels.
Shudder makes an incredibly atmospheric docuseries about the darker side of Hollywood mysteries.
Disney has long since had a reputation for creating underwhelming sequels. Is Zootopia 2 any different?
