If the preview I saw of Men in Black: International was a Sydney Film Festival (SFF) film rather than just showing at the same time as the SFF, people would have walked out on it.
Red Joan is probably the least thrilling spy film ever made.
Twenty-four hours after seeing Destroyer and I’m still trying to work out if casting Nicole Kidman as Erin Bell was an act of genius or a mistake.
Stan Laurel and Oliver Hardy are regarded as the greatest comedy partnership in movie history, yet Stan & Ollie isn’t particularly funny.
Apart from the fact both films are nominated for the Oscars there’s little they have in common, apart from the hours spent in their make-up departments.
The attraction of the Coen brothers has always been their embracing of the surreal and their depiction of extreme characters on the edge of society.
Venom, a movie so bad that two weeks later I’m struggling to remember almost anything about it.
Sydney premier of film unveiling experiences of women in the Australian music industry.
Juliet, Naked is no Monty Python. There’s nothing surreal here – indeed it’s all very real. With few belly laughs but many chuckles, Juliet, Naked is impossible to dislike but hard to love.
Alas, there’s no denying that The Insult is a superb film. Lebanese personal, religious and political relationships all collide to tell what, on face value, is a simple…