In Glass, Shyamalan falls victim to his auteur ego. It’s well-made, but it’s also extremely indulgent as it completes the Eastrail 177 Trilogy.
Rust Creek on its surface looks like a standard redneck-chase horror thriller but the Stockholm Syndrome-like twist it presents makes it so much more.
Karyn Kusama’s Destroyer, a Tarantino Lite film starring Nicole Kidman, is well-made, but there’s nothing to it that hasn’t already been done, and better.
In If Beale Street Could Talk, you are immersed in the world of the characters, and it’s only effective because of Barry Jenkin’s flawless direction and vision.
The Favourite, a nearly black comedy peppered with subtle political satire is indie auteur Yorgos Lanthimos’ most accessible movie yet.