Two Suspense Machines, Two Disappointments: Mercy and Send Help

This week’s two new releases, Timur Bekmambetov’s Mercy and Sam Raimi’s Send Help, approach contemporary genre cinema through two familiar infrastructures of suspense: the tribunal and the survival scenario. Let me be clear, I am a huge fan of both directors! However, both films announce high-concept premises—one grounded in algorithmic justice, the other in workplace humiliation transposed into a desert-tropical-island revenge fantasy—yet each also reveals how quickly an appealing hook can be constrained by formula.

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Dust Bunny: Ravishing Fairy-Tale Noir, Underwritten Nightmares

Fuller leans into a dioramic mise en scène, with meticulous color palettes, centered compositions, and handmade textures that recall Wes Anderson’s storybook control, Jean-Pierre Jeunet’s craft, and Michel Gondry’s tactile whimsy. Performance anchors the collage. Sloan gives Aurora a poised, unsettling watchfulness—both little girl and budding dramaturge of her own world—a revelatory performance. Mikkelsen plays the neighbor as a near-silent vector of violence whose competence edges, gradually, toward care. He’s a dark mirror of the “protector” Aurora craves. Sigourney Weaver is a mordant delight as a curt “madame” of contract killers, a queenpin who organizes death like a cotillion and steals every scene with a raised eyebrow.

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A Week to Choose Forever: Eternity Replays Casablanca’s Dilemma in a Bureaucratic Afterlife

Freyne’s Eternity imagines the afterlife as a one-week junction where Joan must choose between Larry—the ordinary life built over sixty-five years (the “beach”)—and Luke—the preserved intensity of first love (the “mountain”). Guided by mordantly comic coordinators and a cinema-museum that screens her past, the film hovers between drama and comedy, sometimes diffusing its moral clarity amid a catalog of whimsical “worlds.” Yet, by reframing Casablanca’s duty-versus-desire calculus as self-authorship rather than geopolitics, it locates a quiet grace: eternity becomes not reward but the age, mood, and truth one is willing to inhabit, asking whether we choose the life we imagined or the life we faithfully lived.

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Disarming the Predator: Tender Humanism and the Erosion of Mystique in Badlands

Predator: Badlands recenters the franchise on Yautja subjectivity, opening with an opaque, hyper-Darwinian filicide that gestures toward myth and ethology but leaves the political and emotional stakes underdeveloped. Exiled to Genna—a lab-like killing ground—Dek’s arc gains momentum through his bond with Thia, a half-bodied synthetic whose wit, care, and tactical acumen reframe survival as collaboration; their alliance is complicated by her concealed mandate and a corporate clone-sister, Tessa, crystallizing the series’ critique of biopolitical engineering. Trachtenberg delivers vivid landscapes and kinetic set-pieces, yet the clan tragedy feels rushed and thematically thin. Most compelling is the film’s inversion of moral coordinates—the most “human” is a damaged robot, the most ethical hunter an alien—even as the franchise’s core mystique erodes: the Predator becomes a tender, emotionally legible hero, and the techno-sublime arsenal is traded for natural materials and animal allies, yielding a thoughtful but demystified, almost artisanal survivalism.

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“Sweet” Isn’t Simple: John Candy — I Like Me

Colin Hanks signs a warm, craft-conscious portrait that follows John Candy from his Toronto’s vanished childhood cinema and SCTV days to Hollywood stardom and home life, pairing sharp testimonies with clips that show—rather than tell—his generosity, timing, and enduring charm.

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