Black Panther II: Wakanda Forever – 5

For an action movie directed at the short-attention-span generation, this was one slow film. Every scene between fights dragged on; as for the predictable fights, they were without visceral emotion and internal logic, as was the rest of the film. Deep looks of concern and longing mainly recalled their comic book source. The ending was one long hint of a sequel to come, which I will be glad to avoid. On the plus side, I was happy to see Richard Schiff and Julia Louis-Dreyfus representing the White establishment, and Wakanda gets my Oscar vote for costume design.

All Quiet on the Western Front – 7.9

As movies showing the horror of war go, this is hard to beat–more realistic and thus more powerful than 1917. In fact, that is perhaps the sole purpose of the film. There are characters, but we are told nothing about them, any more than we know about the pawn or the knight on a chessboard. The wastefulness, uselessness and stupidity of World War I trench warfare hits even harder when we have read that morning of Ukrainian and Russian soldiers locked in similar combat. What a species are we! My only complaint, and it’s not insignificant, is that the 2-1/2 hour film is a half-hour too long. I kept identifying welcome and appropriate endings, only to have the camera find one more battle, one more wound to the gut to show. [Although a Netflix film, this needs to be seen on the very wide screen of a movie theater.]

Till – 7

This was three things: a history lesson, a collection of fine roles for Black actors, and a bravura performance by Danielle Deadwyler as Emmett Till’s mother. The challenge was creating interest in a story that is already familiar–and not a pretty story, at that. For me, it explained why the case of Emmett Till, among all the anti-Black atrocities in the South, resonated so loud and long. Deadwyler deserves an Oscar nod for all her emotional nuance, even if it went on a bit long. The movie’s weak spot was its characterization of Emmett (“Bobo”) as a clueless and fairly unsympathetic Momma’s boy, not that he deserved his fate. Ultimately, good or bad, you felt you were in history class more than the movies, and left to wonder: as this is the version that will live in the public’s imagination, how true is it?

Lady Chatterley’s Lover – 7

This is all Emma Corrin – and you certainly see all of Emma Corrin. She is gorgeous and affecting as a young woman consumed by her own sexuality. By contrast, the two men in her life are underdrawn, or poorly drawn; and the larger themes involving gender, class and society, that I expect are developed more fully in D.H. Lawrence’s novel, are given short shrift. The costumes, settings and characters are a reminder that Downton Abbey is just over the hill. And there is Emma Corrin.

Glass Onion – 4.5

Absurdly stupid or stupidly absurd, take your pick. Whereas the original Knives Out revolved around a relatable family with understandable issues, this “sequel” featured an all-star cast of incredible (as in, non-credible) characters who formed no sort of family and were hard to care about, if not actually odious. And whereas the Daniel Craig character, as I remember it, was an amusing add-on, here he was the main player, wearing out his schtick not too far into the film. The plot echoes of The Menu were just an unhappy coincidence.

The Good Boss – 6

It’s obvious early on, despite Javier Bardem’s suavity, that the “good” in the title is meant ironically. His badness, however–again, maybe due to Bardem’s inherent charm–never seems that bad: how would you react to a maniac setting up with a bullhorn and banners in front of your front door, and the personal attention he gives to the plant manager who continually screws up seems wildly excessive if the only goal is a regional corporate award on top of a dozen others already won, including “the Oscar of scales.” The pleasures of the movie are in the individual performances, not the story, which left me cold and confused.

Mrs. Harris Goes to Paris – 6

Call me stonehearted, but I wasn’t touched by Mrs. Harris or her story. The good guys were too sweet, the bad guys too ugly and nothing met the plausibility test. Individually, however, the characters were charming, especially Natasha, and the clothes were almost worth the price of admission.

Where the Crawdads Sing – 7

Much better than I expected.  The action takes place from 1953 to 1969, and the film feels like it. When was the last time we saw a hero as decent, sincere, handsome and blond as Tate? The story is just as implausible as it was in the book, but the imperfect crime at its climax is finessed more adroitly. The biggest plus of the film is David Strathairn’s performance as the Gregory Peck/Sam Waterson lawyer. In fact, echoes of To Kill A Mockingbird echo through the marsh. Daisy Edgar-Jones, in a hard role, is fine.

Nope – 3

I fear for the movies, when this is counted as the major release for the month, and the four trailers previewed are all for horror films that seemingly favor special effects over real people or situations. A thriller(?) depending upon an alien spaceship is especially hard to take seriously at the same time we are seeing images of the cosmos from the Webb telescope, but Daniel Kaluuya as a Hollywood horse wrangler didn’t make much sense from scene one. If there was a point to the movie, anywhere, I couldn’t find it. I liked the inflatable tube men, but that was about it.

Official Competition – 8

Hilarious! Antonio Banderas steals the movie, as well as the movie-within-the-movie, in a master class of actors acting at acting–all very meta. A bewigged Penelope Cruz is perfection as a dominatrix director, and Argentinian actor Oscar Martinez holds his own against showboat performances from his Spanish co-stars. The plot is a stage for a string of laugh-out-loud jokes, each set up with care, that linger deliciously after the movie ends–or does it? The architecturally minimalist set was probably suggested by Covid filming, but it suits the purity of the satire.