Reviews

A striking commentary on sexuality and oppression for anyone who passes the low bar of enlightenment required not to reject the fantastic “I Am Not a Woman, I’m a God” on title alone.

The same policy applies to “The Voyeurs” as to social media: Take it too seriously at your own risk, but don’t pretend there’s nothing there to see.

Wouldn’t feel so gruesomely indulgent if it felt like a story and not an outline.

“Vacation Friends” is repetitive, exhausting, and sluggishly paced. I enjoyed it anyway.

Despite being based on a video game, “Werewolves Within” feels more like the rewarding, feminist answer to a “What if?” question about populating a red herring-filled monster movie with almost exclusively comic specialists.

I want to sing and dance to the songs and laugh at the jokes and feel very sad about a lot of the material.

Emitted the vibe of people who feel like everyone should be grateful they at last came down from their cloud to grace us with superficial nostalgia.

It’s a timely exploration of passion’s collision with financial and emotional needs that doesn’t promise everything is going to be OK, but assures that fighting uncertainty with action is the closest thing there is to hope.

The ones that made the biggest impact on me in a terrible year for the world and a strange, limited year for movies.

If “City So Real” wanted to document the complicated, 14-candidate race to replace Rahm Emanuel as mayor of Chicago in 2019, perhaps it might have clarified each contender’s policies and experience. But no.