Critsisms of this film were that this film worships Will Smith’s “Richard Williams” absurdly rather than shining the light on the life of Venus and Serena Williams (which the whole world believe to be the real ‘superstars’) - a complete and utter false perspective of success that the media has conditioned you to believe
Success is never solely built on personal development or the “grind” but rather a cocktail of factors in one’s life - for instance, the people surrounding…
The poisoned apple has now been painted pink and thrown into the hands of hardcore feminist Greta Gerwig discussing the catastrophic event called the patriarchal society of 21st century earth
The craft is immaculate - from the show-stopping musical numbers Billie Eilish’s “What was I made for?” and “Im just ken” that plays a vital role in sculpting the deeper message hidden in the cracks of perfection, to the contrast in costume, set and prop design with ‘barbie land’ versus…
A brutalist, sour film. A poisoned apple where every mealy bite is the petty, pitiless, paranoid bureaucracy of American Politics and the egos of morally conflicted men of science, and the cyanide is the bitter reality of the horror and physical human suffering that all this posturing lead to.
Christopher Nolan hits again, this time exploring the events of the Hiroshima and Nagasaki bombings and the events leading up to it - crafting the perfect stew of drop dead visuals,…
Arguably Wes Anderson’s most profound work to date. A nihilistic dismemberment of traditions and a soulful exploration of art forms. As usual with Wes’ work, the production design is jaw-dropping and full of powerful imagery.
There’s always something so magical about Wes Anderson films, a cooling aura of some sort - the kind of feeling that makes you appreciate your existence, right there in the cinema room. This film’s setting in a dessert is almost perfect as a summer film and…
