Reviews

Quite beautiful and very stupid.

Kind of a good time for the wrong reasons.

De Armas is extraordinary and much more complicated than the film, which prioritizes its cinematic language over its subject and has a lot more feelings than ideas.

Both the funniest movie I’ve seen in quite a while and an example of something really good progressively falling apart.

Proves that a comedy can make you laugh consistently enough and still be quite bad.

If you didn’t know better, you’d think Chris Pratt had never acted before.

Thinks it’s both funny and heartbreaking but awkwardly mixes the messages and winds up with nothing.

A comedy clearly has lots of great ideas when the first six minutes include a guy getting smacked in the face by birds and slipping on tortoise poop. Twice.

Lili Reinhart is given mush and asked to cook something with it, like “Chopped” for prisoners of bad scripts.

When watching “The Lost City,” a word comes to mind that isn’t often used when describing movies lately. Thinking, thinking … oh, right! The word is “fun.” “The Lost City” is fun.

A movie worth wrestling with.

Feels expanded from a tweet, and “expanded” is an exaggeration.

Empty, obnoxious, upsetting.

The first and third act are incredibly powerful.

Seems like it should come free with purchase of detergent.

At last, a comedy made for people who love jokes about toner.

An experiment in mental and emotional alteration that likewise thinks it will blow your mind. It’s wrong.

An emotionally attuned, low-key story that knows its characters well and feels authentic about being young should be up most people’s alley.

It would be a stretch to call it “High Flying Bird” for dummies, but the movie is both warmer than you might expect and disappointing in its lack of interest in complexity in its characters or story.