Master: The Horror of Deceptive Racial Politics in Academia
“It's not ghosts. It's not supernatural. It's... It's America. And it's everywhere.”

The studio of potter Seisho Kuniyoshi is deep in the mountains, surrounded by greenery, where he devotes every day to making pottery. One day, a girl appears and begins to destroy the pottery.
“It's not ghosts. It's not supernatural. It's... It's America. And it's everywhere.”
These confines won’t really encourage you to read the film as a metaphor for the nerve-inducing experience we’ve all been through over the last year, however — and in the interest of maintaining your dignity, you probably shouldn’t. While the sociopolitical commentary may have worked for the similarly-themed Buried (2010), in which we find Ryan Reynolds on his own buried alive in the Middle East, but this futuristic take on the premise is best left as a piece of distracting entertainment. Nevertheless, the atmosphere is no less suffocating, literally and dramatically.
Shudder’s Host (not a particularly original title, I must say) attempts to bring the spooks to “the quarantine generation” by presenting us with a scary Zoom call during lockdown.
How closely does an actor need to resemble a character or historical figure in order to portray them on the Silver Screen? Seems to depend on color.
A film that focuses on an algorithm for a dating app that will bring viewers in for a surprise.