Cold War
Forgive the pun, but Cold War leaves a distinct chill.
The draw of Destroyer is Nicole Kidman's volcanic performance, one that can't be tempered even by a hapless script.
Vice is more or less exactly the film that you'd think Adam McKay would make about Dick Cheney.
Something this nihilistic and darkly comic isn't often mentioned in the same breath as best picture contenders, but this year The Favourite could manage to do just that.
Whether fair or not, The Front Runner's argument that things slid before is not appropriate for this time.
The fall/winter movie season is upon us and with a healthy glut of entertainment headed our direction, it's time to pick out the films that will thrill us, open our eyes, and give us an excuse to bail on Christmas get-togethers featuring Drunk Uncle Gary.
The Happy Prince would make for a lively play, but as a biopic, it wouldn't pass the considerable standard that Oscar Wilde lived up to.
First Man leans into the material that would otherwise make viewers squirm.
Hardcore slasher fans might find something to relish in the practical effects and cinematography, but everyone else will feel buyer's remorse for Hell Fest.
The Wife inverts the myth of The Great Male Author to instead focus on the wife behind the scenes.
Leave No Trace features great performances from Ben Foster and Thomasin McKenzie.
