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Star Wars: Episode VIII - The Last Jedi December 18, 2017 By: Button Hunter Friesen Director Rian Johnson’s Star Wars: Episode VIII - The Last Jedi is easily the grandest and most epic film to have come out in 2017. It boasts a balanced cast of series veterans and newcomers along with outstanding production quality. However, what was supposed to be The Empire Strikes Back for the new trilogy has come up short in key areas such as an exciting plot and engaging characters that limit the film from being anything above average. The Last Jedi picks up immediately after the closing events of Star Wars: Episode VII - The Force Awakens . We cross-cut between Princess Leia leading the Resistance in a desperate escape mission from the pursuing First Order, and Rey trying to recruit a weary Luke Skywalker on his secluded island. On the dark side of the force, Supreme Leader Snoke and Kylo Ren act out plans to try and bring Rey to the dark side. While the summary I gave makes the film sound simple, it really isn’t. There are many side plots and characters that muddy the water and make the overall story meander aimlessly until the final act. Each of the plots feels underdeveloped because of all the juggling and some of them clearly should have been cut or greatly reduced, which would have helped resolve the overlong 152-minute runtime. The film is also unoriginal and doesn’t add anything new or meaningful to the saga. Most everything goes exactly as you would expect, and the things that are different aren’t done well. The characters endure many problems within the film mostly because of their own incompetence to do things right. In the end, everything that happened was expected and everything that was new wasn’t good. The biggest problem with the film is how it treats its characters. Rey is still a standout from the previous film and has grown even more since then. She is still trying to make sense of becoming a Jedi but exhibits great bravery and a strong will to help her friends. Luke is hit or miss depending on the scene as he tries to deal with his failures as a Jedi master and Rey’s plea for his help in training her. Finn’s role is greatly reduced as he becomes part of the supporting cast as he and Rose (a Resistance engineer) embark on a side quest to secure a safecracker. Their plot is totally pointless and neither of them ends up as likable characters by the end of the film as all they do is critique the bad guys and say how things are bad. Kylo Ren and Poe are adequate most of the time, but never good enough in their expanded roles. Characters such as Leia, Snoke, and Captain Phasma are either completely disrespected or wasted as Johnson can never seem to figure out what their role should be in the overarching story. The one thing you can always expect from a Star Wars film is great visuals and an epic lightsaber fight, and The Last Jedi is no exception to that rule. The main lightsaber battle is one of the best in the series and is expertly shot and choreographed for maximum intensity and realism. You can feel the danger and raw power within the characters as they fight for their lives against an unforgiving enemy. The space battle is really well done as well as it blends great visuals and sounds. There is one specific sequence in the latter part of the film that is one of the best-looking moments of the year. While their characters are overall pretty poor, most of the actors do a fine job when it comes to breathing life into the film. Highlights include Daisy Ridley as Rey and Carrie Fisher as Leia. Each of them balances their emotions really well and delivers their lines perfectly in the situation they are thrust into. Mark Hamill does a good job as well at bringing Luke Skywalker back to life after a thirty-year screen absence. He gives Luke the old man treatment but also still reminds us of the headstrong kid we all fell in love with in the original trilogy. Adam Driver is pretty good as Kylo Ren, but he struggles to make his character anything different than what we have already seen. Some, however, don’t deserve praise for their work. Both John Boyega and Kelly Marie Tran as Finn and Rose, respectively, make for some pretty forgettable moments in the film that could have been a lot better. They also don’t share any chemistry together which makes it hard to care about them the whole time. Overall, The Last Jedi is disappointing but is still an acceptable film in the ever-expanding Star Wars saga. While it isn’t the sequel fans were hoping for, it still delivers in getting the look and feel of what a Star Wars film should be. More Reviews 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple January 13, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Rip January 16, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Dead Man's Wire January 14, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Chronology of Water January 9, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Hunter Friesen

The Biggest Flops in TIFF History September 2, 2023 By: Hunter Friesen Every September, the city of Toronto becomes a hub of cinematic celebration as the Toronto International Film Festival (TIFF) rolls out the red carpet for a myriad of films from around the world. A prestigious event that has launched countless Oscar campaigns and propelled numerous films into the limelight, TIFF is a cinematic playground where dreams are realized and reputations are solidified. However, amidst the glamour and fervor, there exists a lesser-explored facet of the festival – a realm of disappointment and missed opportunities. In this list, I’ll delve beyond the flashing cameras and standing ovations to shed light on the movies that, for various reasons, failed to strike the right chord with audiences and critics alike. The rules for this list are simple: The film must have had its world premiere at the festival The film must have had a certain amount of buzz around it. If a movie fails and no one was anticipating it, then it’s not really a bomb. The film must have massively underperformed on expectations, both critically and financially The Fifth Estate (2013) Benedict Cumberbatch was on the rise in the early 2010s with roles in War Horse, Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy , and the television series Sherlock . 2013 was bound to be his breakout year as he had FIVE films set to be released that year: Star Trek Into Darkness, 12 Years a Slave, The Fifth Estate, August: Osage County , and The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug . Three of those would play at that year’s TIFF, with The Fifth Estate opening the festival. The bright lights didn’t serve it well, as Bill Condon’s take on Julian Assage and WikiLeaks was met with mixed-negative reviews on account of its by-the-numbers storytelling and refusal to take a stance on the issue. 12 Years a Slave lit up the room a few days later, as did Ron Howard’s Rush , starring Cumberbatch’s The Fifth Estate co-star Daniel Brühl. Everyone was able to move on quickly, with the film grossing less than $3 million at the US box office a month later. Men, Women, and Children (2014) Jason Reitman was the most in-demand young director in Hollywood after the one-two punch of Juno and Up in the Air . Things went south rather quickly once he decided to make a movie about the perils of social media. Time Out ’s Joshua Rothkopf called it “the first Reitman film to make the 36-year-old director seem about 400 years old.” An outstanding cast consisting of Adam Sandler, Jennifer Garner, Kaitlyn Dever, Ansel Elgort, and Timothée Chalamet was wasted in an out-of-touch and preachy story. The savage reviews killed the already minuscule audience interest in the film, with its $300,000 haul being one of the lowest ever for a film opening in >600 theaters. The Cobbler (2014) One TIFF, two Adam Sandler movies! It’s hard to criticize his choices (at least on paper), as both his 2014 films came from directors with a certain amount of pedigree. The latter was helmed by Tom McCarthy, who hadn’t missed yet between The Station Agent, The Visitor , and Win Win . Nothing worked this time around, with the terrible plotting and creepy undertones stripping the film of having the whimsical tone it wanted. It took the title of Sandler’s biggest bomb away from Men, Women, and Children when it was released six months later, only grossing a mere $24,000 on its opening weekend. A film failing that epically would have killed 99% of directors' careers. But somehow Tom McCarthy would pivot and return to TIFF in 2015 with Spotlight , finishing in the runners-up position for the People’s Choice Award and ultimately winning Best Picture at the Academy Awards. Kings (2017) Turkish writer/director Deniz Gamze Ergüven spent four years developing her script centering on the 1992 Los Angeles riots. She was finally able to get the film made a decade later once her debut feature Mustang was nominated for Best International Feature. She would experience a sophomore slump with her English-language debut, with critics finding the film messy and underdeveloped. Even with the star power of Halle Berry and Daniel Craig, the film wouldn’t be released until the next spring to no fanfare. Life Itself (2018) Amazon Studios was riding high off the awards success of Manchester by the Sea in early 2017 and wanted to continue in that sphere. Seeing the success of This Is Us on NBC, they snatched up writer/director Dan Fogelman’s next film for $10 million in late 2017. They remained confident when deciding to launch it at TIFF, premiering it at both Roy Thomsen Hall and the Elgin Theatre. All those rose-tinted hopes and dreams came crashing down once people saw the finished product. The overwrought and convoluted soap opera incited more ironic laughter than tears within the audience. The film debuted in theaters two weeks later, where it became the second-lowest opening ever in >2500 theaters with only $2 million. The Death and Life of John F. Donovan (2018) French Canadian filmmaker Xavier Dolan had already won the Jury Prize and Grand Prix at Cannes, as well as the César award for Best Director before he turned 30. The problem with that much success at such a young age is that you can go only down from there. Such was the case for his English-language debut about a famous actor having a correspondence with a young fan. The film spent almost two years in post-production, causing Dolan to miss the Cannes deadline. He chose to debut at TIFF instead, where he was met with the worst reviews of his career. The rumors of the film being trimmed down from a four-hour cut seemed to be true as entire characters and storylines were excised, lending to a rushed and underdeveloped plot about celebrity culture. It sat on a shelf for another year before limping into theaters in December 2019. Lucy in the Sky (2019) TIFF has a habit of showing their hands based on how they schedule their world premieres, with the better ones earlier in the festival and the not-so-good ones near the end when most of the press has left. Noah Hawley’s directorial debut, loosely inspired by the life of NASA astronaut Lisa Nowak, found itself in the latter camp, scheduled for a final Thursday night premiere. Whatever press was still left probably wished they had already left, as Hawley’s pretentious directorial choices and Natalie Portman’s wonky Texas accent were nails on a chalkboard. Distributor Fox Searchlight had other priorities at that TIFF with Jojo Rabbit and was still transitioning out of the Disney buyout of 21st Century Fox. Lucy in the Sky was released in theaters a few weeks later, grossing an abysmal $300,000 against a $25 million budget. Coincidentally (or maybe not), Hawley’s planned Star Trek film was canceled a few months later. The Goldfinch (2019) Amazon didn’t let the failure of Life Itself deter them from returning to TIFF the next year. This time they partnered with Warner Bros. on distribution and picked a safer project by adapting the Pulitzer Prize-winning novel by Donna Tartt. With Brooklyn director John Crowley at the helm, Roger Deakins as DP, and an all-star cast, it seemed this would be the streamer’s return to the awards race. But the film ended up having a worse death than its predecessor. Early test screenings were disastrous, prompting the studio to lower the marketing budget. Despite that, they still took it to TIFF, where the reviews matched their expectations. A $2.6 million opening the following weekend led to losses of over $50 million when all was said and done. To add insult to injury, Tartt was so infuriated by the adaptation that she fired her agent for allowing it to happen and has rejected any talk of her work being adapted again. Dear Evan Hansen (2021) After the COVID-19 pandemic forced the 2020 edition of the festival to be a mix of drive-in and digital screenings, TIFF needed to put on a grand show to welcome everyone back to “normalcy” in 2021. Universal was more than willing to have Dear Evan Hansen be the opening night act on account of director Steven Chbosky delivering festival favorite The Perks of Being a Wallflower years earlier. But anyone who watched the trailers for the film in the summer knew that this project was doomed from the start. The 27-year-old Ben Platt was already too old for the part and enough discourse over the material’s attitude towards mental health had circulated online. Neither critics nor audiences were satisfied, leading to poor reviews and a lackluster box office gross. More Reviews 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple January 13, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Rip January 16, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Dead Man's Wire January 14, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Chronology of Water January 9, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Hunter Friesen

Predator: Badlands November 5, 2025 By: Button Hunter Friesen A bug gets eaten by a bigger bug, the bigger bug gets eaten by a lizard, and the lizard gets run over by a space cruiser. Such is the way of life (and death) within director Dan Trachtenberg’s Predator universe, a hellish wasteland where every creature has cruelly adapted itself into being the ultimate killing machine, and every backdrop is worthy of being a widescreen wallpaper. Throughout each of the films in this decades-spanning franchise, the Yautja species have been the apex predators, ritualistically hunting for sport and honor. Humans often get in their way, such as Arnold Schwarzenegger in the 1987 original, Adrien Brody in the 2010 reboot, and a gang of annoying nobodies in whatever Shane Black was trying to achieve in 2018 . But what if the Yautja were at the bottom of the totem pole? That’s where we find Dek (Dimitrius Schuster-Koloamatangi) in Predator: Badlands , the runt in a litter where dying during training just means that you weren’t good enough to deserve to live. He at least has his older brother, who continually pushes him to be as strong as the rest of the pack. Their father views this as a lost cause, forcing Dek to leave their homeworld. His only hope of returning is to claim his trophy: the head of the unkillable monster named the Kalisk. This creature lives on the planet Genna, better known as the death planet. Ranging from the mightiest tree to the tiniest insect, everything is designed to deliver a gruesome death. Even the grass fields are made of blades. Now with three films under his belt (this film, 2022’s Prey , and this year’s animated Predator: Killer of Killers ), Trachtenberg has built a respectable world, which is quite the feat considering that this franchise hasn’t displayed any ideas beyond a big alien engaging in gory battle against unlikely enemies. Not being the top dog teaches Dek some humility, something he isn’t used to reckoning with. Aiding him on this literal and personal journey is Thia (Elle Fanning), a Weyland-Yutani (hint, hint) synthetic who needs some help after losing her legs to the Kalisk. Where Dek is stoic, Thia is jovial, always seeing the fun side of any situation. Losing the bottom half of her body makes it much easier to throw her, which is a lot more enjoyable than it sounds. Also softening the machismo is a monkey-like creature with big, wet eyes. It becomes the third wheel of this rag-tag group, always looking to Dek as a role model. There are a few too many cutesy moments with the creature, all of them cloying at your heartstrings. It comes pretty close to Star Wars , specifically the Lone Wolf and Cub relationship of the Mandalorian and Grogu. Dek even wields an energy sword, complete with a red tint. But if I am going to accuse this film of ripping off another Disney property, then I also have to admit that it’s doing it better than the original currently is. There’s still plenty of violence, packaged in a PG-13 rating because it’s all alien slime and synthetic limbs. The fact that a film like this, with its dismemberments and disembowelments, can attain that rating, while something like The King’s Speech and Eighth Grade get saddled with an R rating, tells us all we need to know about the board’s views on life. Kids can watch all the butchering they want, just as long as the blood is filled with neon food coloring. At least those kids will be greeted with some well-choreographed set pieces and a story that illustrates that the ultimate goal in life is not to vanquish everything in your path, but to forge a better one with those you care for. With Fede Alvarez and Noah Hawley reviving the Alien franchise in theaters and on television with Alien: Romulus and Alien: Earth , respectively, and Trachtenberg steering Predator to its greatest heights, ‘70s/’80s science fiction creature features are back on the menu. If the two extremely lame and forgettable Alien vs. Predator films taught us anything, it’s that there’s got to be a better way to interweave two of cinema’s most iconic species. The ingredients seem to have all been pleasantly assembled; now let them fight. More Reviews 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple January 13, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Rip January 16, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Dead Man's Wire January 14, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Chronology of Water January 9, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Hunter Friesen

Enola Holmes October 1, 2020 By: Button Hunter Friesen Over the years we’ve heard a lot of stories about the famed detective Sherlock Holmes. In fact, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s deerstalker-wearing sleuth holds the record for the most portrayals of a literary character at 254. While Sherlock has dominated the mystery genre for over a century, a new part of the Holmes family is finally getting its due. The newest Netflix movie (there seems to be a new one every day) follows the adventures of the younger sister of Sherlock and Mycroft, named Enola Holmes. Enola was born years after her famous brothers and never quite got to know them or her prematurely deceased father. She spent her entire childhood with only her mother for company. Together, they read books, played indoor sports, conducted science experiments, and acted out plays. Despite her name being “alone” spelled backward, Enola always had her mother by her side to show her the wonders of the world. On her sixteenth birthday, Enola wakes up to the unpleasant surprise of her mother suddenly disappearing without a word. She calls in her brothers to help solve the mystery. They arrive with dismay about how Enola has been raised and cast her aside thinking she won’t be of much aid. Needing to prove to her brothers that she’s a capable young woman, Enola sets out to find her mother and beat them at their own game. Like the locomotive train that contains one of the movie’s great set pieces, Enola Holmes is a well-oiled machine that runs at a rapid pace. The film carries an infectiously rambunctious energy to it, much of which comes from its star. Already a two-time Emmy nominee for her role as Eleven in Stranger Things , Millie Bobby Brown is perfectly cast as our titular character. She never misses a beat with her comedic timing and carries the film almost solely on her shoulders. She also brings great skill to emotional moments. Director Harry Bradbeer also contributes to the gleeful tone by doing what he does best. Similar to his work in the critically acclaimed Fleabag , Bradbeer has his heroine break the fourth wall and talk directly into the camera. It’s a fun tactic that never wears its welcome and allows for Brown to showcase her amazing talent. Things take a surprisingly dark turn once Enola arrives in London as she gets tangled with hitmen and a radical plot to bomb the House of Lords. For a supposed kids' film, there is quite a bit of violence toward our younger characters. The home of Big Ben looks more drab and crowded than ever as cinematographer Giles Nuttgens beautifully contrasts the cramped and intimidating metropolis with the lush and vibrant countryside. What does bring down Enola Holmes from time to time is its predictable central mystery. If you’re a veteran of Sherlock Holmes or the mystery genre, it won’t be too hard to figure out what will happen next. The film also tries to weave in bits of social commentary about gender and class throughout. Unfortunately, the messaging is half-baked and creates jarring breaks from the whimsical tone. Even though Brown is clearly the star, the well-rounded supporting cast also shines in their roles. Superman himself Henry Cavill plays the iconic detective. Still with his Man of Steel physique, Cavill plays Sherlock closer to James Bond as his suave charisma brings a welcome departure from his dour performances in the DC films. Sam Claflin, most famous for playing Finnick in The Hunger Games films, is downright dastardly as the uptight Mycroft Holmes. Complete with a twirling mustache and tophat, Claflin offers a harsh counterbalance to Brown’s exuberance. Finally, Helena Bonham Carter is inspirational as the eccentric mother of the Holmes trio. She brings the same out-of-the-box energy one would expect from her and hits the emotional depths required. With a star-making performance from its leading lady and a healthy dose of energy, Enola Holmes is a charming mystery for (nearly) all ages. Based on the way it ends, a sequel could be on its way in the near future; one that would be well deserved. More Reviews 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple January 13, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Rip January 16, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Dead Man's Wire January 14, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Chronology of Water January 9, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Hunter Friesen

Tyler's Favorite Musicals November 21, 2024 By: Tyler Banark When done right, musicals have a beauty to them that can't be beat. This niche interest was a pillar of my upbringing, as I was a theater kid heavily involved in choir before I was a cinephile. Luckily, these two passions often collided. With Wicked and The End singing their way into theater very soon, I figured now would be a great time to sit down and reflect on the movie musicals that have hit the best notes. 10. Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory (1971) As the original film adaptation of Roald Dahl's classic book, Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory , sees the enigmatic Gene Wilder step into the shoes (and hat) of the titular chocolatier. Although his signature introduction immediately established his remarkability, what sealed the deal was his profound performance of "Pure Imagination." Other numbers, such as "The Candy Man," "Cheer Up Charlie," "I’ve Got a Golden Ticket," and the Oompa Loompa songs stand out. Visually, the film captures the fantastical essence of Roald Dahl’s original story with vibrant set designs, imaginative visuals, and various candy-themed wonders that make the factory come alive. 9. All That Jazz (1979) All That Jazz masterfully mixes autobiographical storytelling, intense choreography, and dark themes into a mesmerizingly raw visual style. Director Bob Fosse's exploration of his own life dives into the highs and lows of a driven artist struggling with obsession, addiction, and mortality. Roy Scheider is charismatic and haunting, precisely capturing the character's relentless ambition and self-destructive tendencies. The thrilling and sophisticated musical numbers embody Fosse’s signature style: sharp, sensual, and complex. 8. The Umbrellas of Cherbourg (1964) With entirely sung dialogue, a radiant color palette, and emotionally resonant storytelling, The Umbrellas of Cherbourg marked a redefinition of the movie musical. Directed by Jacques Demy, the film tells the bittersweet love story of Geneviève and Guy, two young lovers whose romance is tested by separation and circumstance. The perpetual singing creates an operatic feel that intensifies the characters' emotions. The film’s vibrant visuals—featuring bold, pastel-colored sets and costumes—heighten the dreamlike quality of the story, making each frame feel like a painting. And Michel Legrand’s beautiful, sad score, especially the recurring theme "I Will Wait for You," perfectly captures the yearning and heartbreak at the story's core. 7. Hamilton (2020) I know, I know. If animated films didn't qualify for this list, then why did a Broadway recording find a spot? Until we get a proper film version, I believe this Disney+ special was a perfect way to bring Lin-Manuel Miranda’s groundbreaking musical to the masses. It simply can't be ignored, with the original cast (Leslie Odom Jr, Phillipa Soo, Daveed Diggs, Renee Elise Goldsberry, etc.) bringing a charm that translates Miranda'a material to life. As for the music, many of Miranda’s numbers strike a chord, but none do as well as "Wait For It", "Burn," "You’ll Be Back", and "The Room Where It Happens." Once the movie begins, the adrenaline Hamilton brings is non-stop. 6. Sing Street (2016) The best rendition of John Carney's musically-infused oeuvre remains 2016's Sing Street , a coming-of-age drama about a group of prep school boys that start a rebellious band in 1985 Dublin. It’s a soulful movie capitalizing on themes of teen angst, defying expectations, and finding love in the unlikeliest places seen through the leads, played tremendously by Ferdia Walsh-Peelo and Lucy Boynton. Many 80s pop-rock tunes run amuck, with standouts including numbers like "The Riddle of the Model," "Brown Shoes," and the movie’s most famous song: "Drive It Like You Stole It." None of Carney's other works have me wanting to go back and listen to the film’s music. When a movie does that, that’s how you know it’s unique. 5. Hairspray (2007) The 2007 film adaptation of Hairspray is a delightful musical that combines infectious energy, memorable songs, and a heartfelt message about acceptance and social change. The vibrant choreography and bold costumes perfectly capture the era's spirit while underscoring the film’s themes of individuality and equality. The cast, including Nikki Blonsky, John Travolta, Queen Latifah, and Zac Efron, bring a contagious enthusiasm to their roles, balancing humor with the film’s more profound messages (did anyone know this movie got a SAG nod for Best Ensemble?). 4. Tick, Tick... Boom! (2021) Tick, Tick... Boom! is a heartfelt movie musical that captures the raw intensity and vulnerability of an artist on the brink. Andrew Garfield’s career-best performance as Jonathan Larson is electric, bringing depth, passion, and relatability to a character driven by his creative ambition and haunted by the fear of time running out. Lin-Manuel Miranda’s direction, paired with Larson’s poignant music, brings the world of aspiring artists vividly to life, blending humor, warmth, and emotional gravity. The musical numbers are creatively staged, merging realistic and surreal elements to illustrate Jon’s inner turmoil and artistic vision, with "30/90" and "Therapy" being the standouts. 3. West Side Story (1961 & 2021) Both versions of West Side Story care cinematic triumphs in their own right, bringing a unique interpretation to a timeless story. The 1961 film, directed by Robert Wise and Jerome Robbins, set a high standard for musical adaptations with its electrifying choreography, striking visuals, and unforgettable score by Leonard Bernstein and Stephen Sondheim. Natalie Wood and Richard Beymer bring passion to Maria and Tony, while Rita Moreno’s portrayal of Anita earned her an Oscar for her passionate, layered performance. Steven Spielberg's 2021 reimagining of the original stage show infused greater cultural authenticity and modern sensibilities. Newcomer Rachel Zegler brought a fresh vulnerability as Maria, while David Alvarez’s Bernardo and Mike Faist’s Riff stole the show. Tony Kushner’s adapted script offered deeper character development and context, making the stakes feel higher and the tragic romance even more compelling. 2. Singin' in the Rain (1952) Singin’ in the Rain is a quintessential movie musical that remains a timeless masterpiece thanks to its infectious charm, dazzling performances, and brilliant fusion of humor, music, and dance. Co-director and star Gene Kelly delivers an iconic performance as Don Lockwood, combining charisma and extraordinary dance skills, most notably in the legendary title number, where his joyful routine in the rain captures the pure magic of the musical genre. Debbie Reynolds shines as the plucky Kathy Selden, while Donald O’Connor steals scenes with his hilarious physical comedy. The vibrant technicolor cinematography and timeless songs like "Good Morning" and the "Broadway Melody" sequence ensure that every frame is a visual and auditory delight. Beyond its entertainment value, Singin’ in the Rain is also a love letter to the Golden Age of Hollywood, blending satire and celebration in a way that continues to resonate with audiences across generations. 1. La La Land (2016) La La Land is the greatest movie musical because it redefines the genre with a perfect blend of nostalgia, innovation, and emotional depth. Writer/director Damien Chazelle masterfully weaves a contemporary narrative with golden-age Hollywood aesthetics, creating a cinematic experience that feels both timeless and fresh. Justin Hurwitz’s Oscar-winning score and the heartfelt lyrics by Benj Pasek and Justin Paul infuse every scene with a sense of wonder and yearning. Emma Stone and Ryan Gosling deliver career-defining performances, bringing authenticity and charm to their roles while navigating the bittersweet tension between love and ambition. But above all else, what sets La La Land apart is its willingness to embrace the imperfect and bittersweet nature of dreams and relationships. The bold, bittersweet ending—a “what if” montage of the life Mia and Sebastian might have had—cements the film’s status as a poignant exploration of sacrifice and the pursuit of art. La La Land resonates universally by celebrating the joy and pain of following one’s dreams, ensuring its place as a standout in the musical genre and a cinematic achievement for the ages. You can follow Tyler and hear more of his thoughts on Twitter , Instagram , and Letterboxd . More Reviews 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple January 13, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Rip January 16, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Dead Man's Wire January 14, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Chronology of Water January 9, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Hunter Friesen

Talk to Me July 26, 2023 By: Button Hunter Friesen The horror genre has been experiencing a small renaissance as of late, with more than a handful of fresh-faced directors announcing themselves to the world through the art of the scare. Robert Eggers ( The Witch ), Jordan Peele ( Get Out ), Ari Aster ( Hereditary ), Jennifer Kent ( The Babadook ), and Julia Ducournau ( Raw ) are just a few that have risen to the top of the game in the last few years. To use a term that has become a meme at this point: They elevated a genre that has historically been disrespected. Now with the pandemic forever shifting the theatrical landscape, it seems that horror movies are the only things that are guaranteed to put butts in seats. Add in the rise of technology, and it’s never been easier to enter into the business. Australian YouTube sensations Danny and Michael Philippou, a.k.a RackaRacka , have done just that with Talk to Me , an exceedingly well-crafted, albeit slightly shallow, debut feature. A drug is storming through the streets of Australia, hooking in teens with unprecedented potency. It’s not heroin, cocaine, or even some other narcotic you’ve ever heard of. It’s actually a sick game where the contestant holds onto a ceramic scrawled with illegible writing. Uttering the words “talk to me” conjures up a dead spirit that can only be seen by the person touching the hand. An even greater high can be achieved by saying “I let you in,” which allows the spirit to take control of the person’s body. But be warned: Holding the hand for more than ninety seconds will allow the spirit to remain in the host forever, essentially rendering them a puppet of the undead. Mia (Sophie Wilde) is a teenager riddled with guilt and trauma from the semi-recent unexplained suicide of her mother. She’s become the sad sack of her class, a status she would like to turn around. The best way to do that is to get in with the cool kids, who are all about the hand. Mia quickly becomes addicted to the feeling of dissociating from this mortal world. “I don’t feel alone anymore” is her foolproof excuse to her protective friend Jade (Alexandra Jensen), who feels like this thing is snowballing into dangerous territory. Jade is absolutely right, as like any regular drug, the good times eventually fade out and the darkness begins to take over, only this time in the form of unholy entities wreaking havoc on your body and soul. There’s a social undercurrent relating to young people’s unquenchable thrift to become viral sensations throughout much of the horror. An exciting opening tracking shot sees one of the victims of the hand executing the wishes of the damned, with a crowd of teens recording the whole thing. Earning tens of millions of views through their YouTube channel, the Philippou brothers are adept at commenting on seeking online attention. They’re not as adept at handling the topics of grief and loss, however, as Mia’s relationship with her deceased mother and distraught single father never feels more than anything we haven’t seen in several other “smart” horror movies. And while it is a little refreshing to have a movie with a simple premise and rules, there is a desire for more information to be supplied regarding the perpetrators. The craftsmanship on display is quite remarkable. When people talk about the theatrical experience, they mostly mention the size of the screen and how it adds unparalleled scale to already mammoth productions like Oppenheimer and Avatar: The Way of Water . But the thing that theaters do best is suppress your senses, keeping you locked to the moment, and focusing only on what’s in front of you. Talk to Me will surely not play as well at home, where the bone-crunching sound design and crisp cinematography by Aaron McLisky won’t be able to take over ears and eyes to its full effect. The reaction from you and the audience during the wince-inducing moments is what keeps Talk to Me alive, pushing it to be a cut above the rest of the pack. The Philippous seem to be fast learners when it comes to filmmaking, and I’m excited to see what the future holds in store for them. More Reviews 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple January 13, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Rip January 16, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Dead Man's Wire January 14, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Chronology of Water January 9, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Hunter Friesen

Cannes Review Roundup June 8, 2024 By: Button Hunter Friesen Another Cannes Film Festival is in the books, which means it’s time to decompress from all the commotion and gather my thoughts on everything I saw. This year I watched a personal best of fifteen films within the Official Competition lineup during my three-day stint, an almost Olympian feat that will likely force me to upgrade my contact prescription for my already deteriorated eyes. Full reviews for Megalopolis , Kinds of Kindness , The Apprentice , The Substance , Emilia Perez , and Anora have already been published. This article will serve as a catch-all for everything else, with the films listed chronologically according to my schedule. But make no mistake, while these films are being given short-take reviews, that does not mean they hold a smaller presence within my memory, as the festival always has a knack for unveiling works that bury themselves deep into your conscious, revealing slowly over the proceeding months. Grand Tour Director Miguel Gomes’ film is a work lost in time and space, both in its story and filmmaking. Its titular tour of South Asia is captured through almost silent era techniques, with ultra-grainy black-and-white cinematography and a dream-like story of two traversing lovers. Mixed into this historical story is modern documentary footage of the same locations, a juxtaposition of the land and its people in the century since. I’ll admit, the biggest reason I sought this out was because it was the only opportunity I had to see something in the famed Grand Theatre Lumiere. I’ll be in a better headspace when I catch up with it again when it most likely reaches the States next year. (3/5) Bird Bird gradually warms your heart as it navigates the gutters of England, a favorite spot for Cannes regular Andrea Arnold. I do wish that Arnold had attempted to stretch herself a little more creatively over the first ⅔ of the runtime. The “been there, done that” attitude does get broken up by a surprising element, one that I didn't entirely agree with. But I can’t deny that it had some emotional effect. Nykiya Adams delivers a great performance in her debut, with Barry Keoghan and Franz Rogowski as their usual freaky selves. There’s also a fun Saltburn reference that got a lot of laughs, although it was definitely unintentional as this was shot before Fennell’s film was released. (3.5/5) The Shrouds Was this supposed to be a comedy? Because it’s so poorly written and performed that at times I couldn’t tell. I did get the feeling that Cronenberg was initially aware of the unintentionally comedic concept of a man creating an app that lets you watch your loved ones decompose in their graves, but then it all is steered down such a self-serious road that you can’t help but laugh at it. Cronenberg throws a lot of ideas and plot developments at the well, most of them way too autobiographical for us to comprehend. Crimes of the Future was my biggest disappointment at Cannes 2022, with this easily (re)laying claim to that title. Is there an award that’s the opposite of the Palme d’Or? (2/5) Oh, Canada A typical Paul Shrader film as it tackles a man wrecked by the guilt of his past. But it’s not all doom and gloom within a world of crime, as Schrader’s adaptation of Russell Banks’ novel has a more melancholic glimpse into a life roughly lived. Where has this version of Richard Gere been all these years?!? Some bizarre directorial choices, such as Jacob Elordi and Gere swapping places in their respective timelines and Uma Thurman cast as multiple characters, prevent this from being a definitive film that Schrader could potentially go out on. (3.5/5) Limonov: The Ballad Cannes' new favorite Russian ambassador Kirill Serebrennikov delivers a biopic with a lot of style, but not much substance, at least not in the forms my Western brain could comprehend. The clash of hemispheres makes for a jarringly interesting experience, with Ben Whishaw’s stunning titular performance almost convincing you he’s playing a layered character. A fascinating disappointment that I’d be welcome to revisit once I dive into Serebrennikov’s previous works. (3/5) Beating Hearts How does a musical work without any songs? Pretty, actually. Gilles Lellouche directors the hell out of this epic gangster drama, crafting a romantic odyssey with the visual flair of West Side Story and the grit of La Haine . Both sets of our star-crossed lovers are wonderful together. (3.5/5) The Girl with the Needle My personal Palme d’Or winner! Magnus von Horn descends us into a haunting time in Denmark, drip-feeding dread through his claustrophobic 4:3 camerawork. The blacks are as dark as night, and the whites are blindingly bright, a combination that resembles the horror of The Lighthouse with the bleak beauty of Cold War . Lovers of ultra-depressing European arthouse pieces keep on winning! (4/5) The Seed of the Sacred Fig Without a doubt the most important film of the festival, Mohammad Rasoulof’s statement about his native land both directly and indirectly dismantles the current Iranian regime through gripping imagery and performances. It succeeds as both a political statement and a taut thriller, although it leans a little too much on the latter in its final stages and oddly opts for metaphors after it has already effectively communicated so literally. (3.5/5) All We Imagine as Light As the first Indian film in the Official Competition in almost thirty years, Payal Kapadia’s sophomore feature certainly had a lot to live up to. It’s a quietly powerful film about the people that inhabit Mumbai, a city that never seems to sleep. It takes its time to reveal itself, but fully hits the landing once it all comes together in the final stages. The score and luminous cinematography were both among the best of the festival. (3.5/5) More Reviews 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple January 13, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Rip January 16, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Dead Man's Wire January 14, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Chronology of Water January 9, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Hunter Friesen

Die My Love November 4, 2025 By: Button Hunter Friesen Die My Love is a film that made me angry. Perhaps it’s what director Lynne Ramsay wanted me to feel, a connection to the spiraling headspace of its protagonist, Grace (Jennifer Lawrence. She seems to be suffering from a bout of postpartum depression, a trendy topic among the motherhood subgenre that also includes recent films like Tully, A Mouthful of Air , and Baby Ruby . Die My Love would have you believe that postpartum depression involves walking around the house with a knife or a shotgun, having an uncontrollable urge to kill your annoying dog, and violently bashing your head through every pane of glass you come across. None of it seems to be grounded in reality, mostly a showcase for its lead star to cut loose and be praised with adjectives like “raw” and “fearless.” I’d prefer to label it as self-indulgent, overwrought, and just plain bad. Ramsay drops her two leads in the middle of the Montana wilderness. Grace and her partner Jackson (Robert Pattinson) have inherited the farmhouse of his recently deceased uncle, a remote paradise for them to cut loose. And, boy, do they ever. Sex looks and sounds like two animals fighting, the pair writhing around on the floor, scratching and biting. Music is constantly blaring, the floorboards chip and squeak as they’re jumped on without a care in the world. What breaks up this hedonistic cycle is the introduction of a third wheel: their newborn son. Responsibility isn’t exactly a word they’re looking for at a time like this, which makes its forced placement drive a wedge between their relationship and Grace’s connection to reality. “I’m stuck between wanting to do something and not wanting to do anything,” is an explanation she blankly offers to a nosy party guest. Ramsay isn’t a filmmaker interested in straightforward methods of communication. Words are often replaced by images, jarringly photographed by Seamus McGarvey and stitched together by Toni Froschhammer. Everyone is lost in their own little world, illustrated through ultra-shallow focus, the background a swirling blur. Everything feels jagged, with danger lurking in every piece of hellish soundscape and dingy production design. On their own, each of these facets is serviceable, albeit a bit disappointing considering the talent. Together, spearheaded by Ramsay’s vision, they’re incredibly off-putting and obvious. In attempting to capture the inexplicability of Grace’s state of mind, a bright, neon sign is brandished in the corner of every frame, perpetually telling us exactly what we’re supposed to feel. That kind of shagginess leaves its star out high and dry. Lawrence’s performance is exactly that: a performance. She’s walking around all fours in the fields, licking windows, barking at the dog, and constantly complaining about not having sex with Jackson. It’s all so painfully “edgy,” seemingly stemming from a constant need to prove something, as if making faces and flailing around is what it means to be a “serious actor.” It beats me to assume what needs to be proved, as Lawrence has more than solidified her chops as a movie star and actor. Hell, she already played a stand-in mother married to a shitty man in a remote house in Mother! , a film that matched its madness with inquisitive substance. While Lawrence gets plenty (too much) to do, the rest of the cast just kind of stand around and watch. Pattinson’s character is woefully underdeveloped and uninteresting, the prototypical movie husband who is unwilling to communicate when the going gets tough. Sissy Spacek plays his mother, Pam, who is also dealing with a sudden change after the death of her husband Harry (Nick Nolte). The veteran acting pair are the lighthouses in this densely fogged-up narrative, with the ship repeatedly crashing without ever reaching its destination. It’s best not to explain LaKeith Stanfield’s presence as a wordless seducer that certainly should have been fully excised from all aspects of the project. This is the kind of arthouse film that gives the genre a bad wrap, a movie destined to receive an F CinemaScore and be another small catalyst in the rapid decline of risk-taking from the average moviegoer. If this is the kind of stuff that we’re risking our hard-earned dollars and time for, then what’s the point? The point is to be given an experience you’ll never forget, enlightened in ways that other art forms can’t quite achieve. Granted, that is true about Die My Love , just in the exact opposite ways everyone hoped for. More Reviews 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple January 13, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Rip January 16, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Dead Man's Wire January 14, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Chronology of Water January 9, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Hunter Friesen

It Was Just an Accident October 28, 2025 By: Button Hunter Friesen Rashid (Ebrahim Azizi) drives home late at night with his wife and young daughter. Due to the open landscape of Iran and the dark conditions, he hits a wild dog. This causes his car to break down a few miles later. Luckily, there’s a mechanic not far down the road who’s still open at this time of night and agrees to fix his car. Vahid (Vahid Mobasseri) is one of the mechanics, and, in the void of darkness and silence, hears the limping squeak of Rashid’s prosthetic leg. It’s a sound that sends a shiver down his spine, as it exactly replicates what he heard as he was being tortured by the infamous guard known as Peg Leg over the months he was detained for protesting. Despite its title and initial set of circumstances being born out of coincidence, the creation of It Was Just an Accident is purely intentional. Writer/director Jafar Panahi has been a fervently political filmmaker for over thirty years. Despite securing a historic bevy of awards at the Cannes Film Festival for The White Balloon , he was forbidden from promoting the film in the United States on government orders. It would mark the only film of his career to screen in his home country, the rest all being banned on the grounds of anti-government propaganda. He was arrested in 2010 on that charge, imprisoned in confinement for months until he was released on house arrest. A string of docufiction hybrids was born out of this restriction, including the aptly titled This Is Not a Film , which had to be smuggled out of the country on a USB stick hidden in a cake. Panahi was arrested again in 2022, the third director to be detained in a week, along with Mohammad Rasoulof ( The Seed of the Sacred Fig ) and Mostafa Aleahmad. His eventual release was spurred several months later by a hunger strike. Like his previous decade of output, It Was Just an Accident was shot in secret without any permits from the government. But unlike those other films, this is a work of scorching anger, with its unwavering sights set directly on his former captors. This is a thriller in the purest sense of the word, where the suspense of the story stretches far beyond the borders of the silver screen. Determining that a moment like this will never come again, Vahid kidnaps Rashid and locks him in a crate in the back of his van. Rashid denies all claims over his identity, which creates just enough doubt for Vashid to seek out second opinions from his fellow inmates. They are Shiva, a wedding photographer; Goli, the bride at one of Shiva’s shoots; and Hamid, a chaos agent with the most vivid memory of his torturer. Like a jury, all of them must come together to verify the identity beyond a reasonable doubt. Panahi lets these events unfold in a natural progression, never overtly telling us what’s going on or why it’s happening. It’s a slow build-up of tension, with the weight of the filmmaking and performances illustrating all that we need to know about the importance of this moment. Of course, there’s a thick layer of irony in the fact that this review, along with all other press coverage of the movie, eliminates much of those feelings by revealing the synopsis. But Panahi is always one step ahead, imbuing the proceedings with a healthy slice of Coen-esque dark comedy. Vahid is not a trained soldier who can simply kidnap a person, so he just runs Rashid over with his car and stuffs him in the crate, all in broad daylight. Two police officers who notice the group are happy to look the other way once someone taps their debit card on the payment terminal. And no one besides Hamid is fully convinced of the perpetrator’s identity, especially when considering the fact that his wife is about to go to the hospital to give birth. Do they have the heart to kill someone so close to their child’s birth? Like Heath Ledger’s Joker, they’re dogs chasing cars, not knowing what to do once they finally catch it. The seriousness of this very real situation is never lost sight of, as many of the practical and ethical questions largely remain unanswered. An absolutely gripping long take near the end solidifies the rage that is not only felt by the characters but also by the millions of people who are entombed within this system of oppression. At the conclusion of the standing ovation to the film’s premiere at the Cannes Film Festival, where it won the coveted Palme d’Or, Panahi expressed the guilt that he felt for being so lucky to receive acclaim and joy, all while many of his contemporaries are still under persecution. It takes faith to move mountains, and It Was Just an Accident might be the biggest piece of evidence for why we should still hold on to faith, believing that better times are on the horizon. 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Murder Mystery 2 March 31, 2023 By: Button Hunter Friesen When I’m watching a new movie, I always bring a small notebook and jot down observations and things I want to mention in my final written review. Usually, I fill up about a page or two with bullet points, most of them almost illegible due to me having to write them in the dark while still trying to look at the screen so as not to miss anything potentially important. But for Murder Mystery 2 , now available on Netflix, I wrote only two lines: “Happy Madison logo usually signals a movie being cheap and artificial” and “bad jet ski greenscreen.” Both of those observations were made within the first five minutes, and neither of them required much critical thinking on my part. For the next eighty minutes, I just sat in my chair and watched the movie with as much attentiveness as a student during the last class before Spring Break. There were definitely things that happened in the movie: people got killed, Sandler and Aniston did their usual married couple banter, and the mystery was resolved through some sort of twist ending. But for the life of me, I can’t recount anything else more specific than that. I was neither fully entertained nor bored, neither liking nor hating what I was watching and probably was somewhere between asleep and awake during long stretches. That’s the Netflix national anthem at this point, with 90% of their content just being the air that fills the room, with the other 10% that is worth your time ( The Irishman , The Meyerowitz Stories, Private Life ) being suffocated into relative obscurity. This is also why, in an act of full transparency, the information provided in the screener email is doing most of the heavy lifting in this next paragraph that summarizes the setup for the main plot. Nick and Audrey Spitz are now full-time detectives after solving the case in the first movie (I’ll give $100 to anyone that can remember how that movie ended). They’re about as competent as you would think, which is why they gleefully accept an invitation from The Maharajah (also from the first movie) to his wedding on a luxurious island. But the circumstances that seem too good to be true turn out to be exactly that, as the couple finds themselves framed for murder. They must now clear their name once again and unveil the real killer (or killers). I feel like I’m not properly doing my job as a critic by keeping this review so brief, but there’s really not much else to say. If you’re the type of person who wants to watch something like this, then you’re not likely to be stopped by a bad review. And if you’re someone who isn’t immediately clamoring to see this, then there won’t be any good reviews to convince you otherwise. It doesn’t matter which bucket you fall into, as no one is going to be thinking about (let alone talking about) this movie by Monday. More Reviews 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple January 13, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Rip January 16, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Dead Man's Wire January 14, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Chronology of Water January 9, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Hunter Friesen

The Accountant 2 April 23, 2025 By: Button Hunter Friesen As a real-life accountant, there’s a guilty sense of pleasure I get seeing someone with my job title kick ass and take names. It must be what every police officer feels when they watch Die Hard , or a doctor whenever reruns of ER and Grey’s Anatomy appear on television, or archaeologists with the Indiana Jones franchise. Then again, all those films could be considered some of the least realistic depictions of said jobs, becoming a burden on the real professionals who have to endure countless questions about the practicality of what the on-screen protagonists do. Luckily for me, nobody went into the 2016 film The Accountant thinking it was going to be an honest reenactment of the day-to-day lives of your friendly bean counters. Never mind all the guns and talk about drug cartels, I can already tell you that the total absence of Microsoft Excel is an immediate red flag for believability. In a move that made me quite displeased but is admittedly the wiser business decision, The Accountant 2 (titled The Accountant² within the film for no logical reason) features just about the bare minimum of actual financial work. Mentions of 1040 tax returns, fraudulent claims of depreciation, and EBITDA are the only buzzwords handed out here. The moniker of “The Accountant” has as much to do with bookkeeping for our returning protagonist of Christian Wolff (Ben Affleck) as real bats have to do with Batman, or wolverines with The Wolverine. Considering Affleck’s previous stint as The Caped Crusader within Zack Snyder’s DC films, there’s a comfortable familiarity to seeing him again don superhuman abilities within the shell of a mortal man. Previously depicted as a sort of antihero, returning screenwriter Bill Dubuque and director Gavin O’Connor have morphed Christian into a full-blown crime fighter. Mentions of his criminal past are kept to a vague minimum, and the mystery he sets out to solve here is of the murder of Ray King (J.K. Simmons, who, at seventy years old, finally gets the action setpiece that his exceptional physicality deserves), the federal treasury agent who was once on Christian’s tail. Ray’s death unveils a spider’s web of drug cartel dealings, human trafficking, and several illegal activities surrounding our southern national border. The plot is borderline incoherent for much of the runtime. Worse, it’s horribly uninteresting once everything starts clicking into place. The stakes eventually become so high that they become instantaneously weightless, the villains' threats so heinous that there’s no way they would ever be executed in a studio blockbuster. Dubuque doesn’t seem to care all that much about that, instead dedicating more time to Christian’s antics away from the criminal underworld, such as rigging a speed dating system (complete with comedic slideshow transitions!) and reconnecting with his equally violent brother Braxton (Jon Bernthal). Leaning on the chemistry of Affleck and Bernthal is this film’s saving grace on several occasions. Their comedic banter is reliable, and even a few touching moments of reconciliation are put in for good measure. O’Connor struggles to merge the clashing tones, creating a hilarious whiplash effect between a scene where Christian gets a girl's number at a line dancing bar, only for the next scene to mention human trafficking of children and that a person’s attempted murder is why they have superhuman cognitive abilities. There’s also a team of similarly skilled autistic children who provide intelligence to Christian from afar, which makes them fully complicit for each of the dozens of corpses that are stacked up. The ludicrousness of this plot point still has me questioning if I should take offense to it or not. Despite its ho-hum competence, the original The Accountant packed a semi-interesting exploration of a morally grey protagonist who hides behind a black-and-white profession. In the act of making the sequel as fun as possible, those edges have been severely sanded down. Sure, there’s more personality than before, but not a sense of a unique identity. In an effort to please everyone, the creators have blocked all potential for someone to find something special here. More Reviews 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple January 13, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Rip January 16, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Dead Man's Wire January 14, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Chronology of Water January 9, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Hunter Friesen

Borat Subsequent Moviefilm November 5, 2020 By: Button Hunter Friesen Back in 2006, Sacha Baron Cohen shocked the world with his hilarious mockumentary called Borat . Playing the titular fake news reporter from Kazakhstan, Cohen toured America interviewing people from all walks of life. Through the character of Borat, Cohen showed Americans what they truly look like to the outside world: a bunch of overconfident and arrogant snobs that are too dumb to know how dumb they are. The film was an enormous success critically and commercially, which fueled rumors of a sequel for over a decade. Now in 2020, Cohen is back as Borat Sagdiyev. Borat Subsequent Moviefilm or if you want to go by the official title Borat Subsequent Moviefilm: Delivery of Prodigious Bribe to American Regime for Make Benefit Once Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan , picks up where the last one left off. Borat has just been released from the Kazakh gulags and is being sent back to America. Once there, he will deliver a special gift (it’s best I don’t tell you what it is) to Michael Pence to regain America’s trust and loyalty towards Kazakhstan. What I just described to you is only the tip of the iceberg when it comes to the weirdness within this “moviefilm”. Borat’s mission is also just a shameless excuse for the character to return to America to do what he does best. But instead of being joined by his producer Azamat like in the first film, Borat is accompanied by his daughter Tutar, who knows next to nothing of the world outside her village and is accustomed to being told that women are not smart enough to read, have a job, or drive a car. This is all played for laughs, but it also does mock the seemingly backward gender norms found in parts of the world. Similar to Borat in the first movie, Tutar’s visit to the home of the brave will be quite the culture shock. Once there, Borat is quickly recognized by everyday citizens. Knowing that being an instantly recognizable star will jeopardize his mission, he must don an assortment of disguises as he makes his way across the states. He makes stops at the Conservative Political Action Conference, an anti masker rally, and even catches Rudy Guliani doing some questionable acts, for which he has had to defend in the previous weeks. Borat Subsequent Moviefilm is a lot like the leftovers you take home after a good restaurant meal. It’s still good, but it’s not as good as it was before and the only thing you can think about while eating it is how much you enjoyed the first meal. Most of the “pranks” that Cohen pulls off as Borat seem to be much more scripted in this go around. Much of the fun of the first film came from the loose and improvised feel. This sequel is much more calculated in what it is trying to say and how it goes about doing it. This feeling of been-there-done-that isn’t completely Cohen’s fault. Unlike back in 2006, Americans have finally started to come around to the idea that we aren’t so special after all. Maybe it’s because of who we have (or had, depending on when this review is published in relation to the election) in the oval office or the idiotic way we are handling the pandemic. 2020 Americans don’t need another reminder that this country kind of sucks. We see it in our news feeds every day as we try to navigate the broken social ladder. Despite being unneeded on a story level, Borat Subsequent Moviefilm is a needed reminder of just how talented Sacha Baron Cohen is as he does what he was put on this world to do. This is his brand of comedy that no one comes close to competing in. Whether he’s dressed as Borat, a southern trucker, an extremely antisemitic portrayal of a Jew, or Donald Trump himself, Cohen seamlessly slips into character and has you fooled instantaneously. However, the MVP of this movie is not Cohen, but Maria Bakalova, who plays Tutar. Bakalova follows the same trajectory as Cohen did in the first movie as she expertly pulls off the naivety of a sheltered girl in a lawless land. She also carries the emotional arc of the story as her relationship with her father flourishes with each subsequent hijink. Borat Subsequent Moviefilm is a perverse and vulgar film that holds a mirror up to America. While the original was fresh and inventive, this follow-up is just more of the same with less luster. But, far worse movies have gotten far worse sequels, so we should count ourselves lucky that this sequel is redeemed by the comic genius of Sacha Baron Cohen and Maria Bakalova. More Reviews 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple January 13, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Rip January 16, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Dead Man's Wire January 14, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen The Chronology of Water January 9, 2026 By: Hunter Friesen Hunter Friesen