
A woman loves peacefully in Tokyo with her boyfriend. A man, Toby, assaults her. She tried to kills herself but survives...and seeks revenge.
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.
With such a raw look at the 15th century, it seems that Disney was really trying to step outside of its element with this motion picture.
Ultra-violent storytelling has never been my thing, but the issues with Scarface go beyond that. The film perpetuates harmful stereotypes about Latinx immigrants and uses gore and misogyny for shock value that never serves any purpose. The whole venture is frustratingly empty, and left me desiring something more.
A man invents the internet with the help of an otherworldly force. But he soon learns that not all is what it seems. A delightful sequence of images for a delightful fictional story about what lies behind.
That gut-wrenching feeling you have while watching it is okay but needed, and you, the viewer, will be okay.