Reviews

While the Resident Evil franchise was never known for tight storytelling, fans mostly come for the action and effects. Yes, the plot is full of holes—like Alice’s invincibility—but the visual effects, fight choreography, and score still deliver on the spectacle.

Big-budget action scenes do their job, but the story offers few surprises. Almost every twist lands exactly as expected, and the score is largely forgettable. Compared to something like The Rock (1996), it simply doesn’t measure up.

The heist mechanics are clumsy, the plot is riddled with lazy logic, and even Brosnan’s charisma can’t save the film from its bland villains and overdone romance. It ends up feeling like a run-of-the-mill comedy with zero fun.

What stands out even more than the mystery is the mood—the long silences, the haunting score, the quiet moments of observation. Scenes like the protagonist spacing out in a diner or staring at blood on a wall are just as memorable as the plot twists.

The premise—a life-or-death struggle aboard a space station—feels novel, and at just 96 minutes, the execution is clean and efficient. Character development avoids clichés, and the film cleverly subverts premature assumptions about who's truly vulnerable.

While still fun, the writing lacks the punch of the first. The dialogue isn’t as refined, and too many disposable new characters dilute the focus. Gone is the bittersweet road-movie vibe that made the original feel oddly cozy despite the apocalypse.

In retrospect, the film feels strikingly prophetic. The rise of cameras and listening devices has eroded personal privacy and empowered institutions to manipulate individuals. The omnipresent surveillance and faceless puppet masters create an atmosphere of dread. Will Smith dials back his usual, somewhat comical style of acting, yet he remains irresistibly charming.

Carried almost entirely by Matthew McConaughey, the film lacks strong supporting performances or a coherent narrative arc. It shifts from antiwar drama to civil rights chronicle without a clear plot-line, leaving the story noble but scattered.

The set pieces are hit-or-miss—there’s an inventive finale on horseback at a football stadium, but otherwise the action is fairly routine. The film’s age shows, but its attitude still holds appeal for fans of ‘90s grit.

Despite its sci-fi premise, this is very much an action film. Though not heavy on action sequences, it maintains a gripping pace and tightly-woven plot. Over its two-hour runtime, there’s never a dull moment—the film constantly holds your attention.

The structure is tight and suspenseful, which is expected given it’s a remake. From that angle, it succeeds. What stands out most are the performances by Denzel Washington and John Travolta—their dynamic makes the film worth revisiting. It’s a shame the ending falls back on cliché.

The film offers a critical lens on history and stays grounded in realism, with a visual language reminiscent of Italian neorealism. It follows two interwoven threads: the friendship between Mario and Pablo Neruda, and Mario’s transformation from a naive postman to a man awakened by poetry and purpose.

I'm convinced that the director must have watched Brokeback Mountain a million times. The interactions between the two shepherds in the wilderness are almost a direct copy of the scenes in Brokeback Mountain. Sure, they threw in plenty of sweet moments. Who would have thought that the love between two young men, slogging through cow manure and mud on a farm, could come off so sweet? The desires many had while watching Brokeback Mountain are finally realized in their story. This is, without a doubt, the ultimate movie for gay singles!

I love this story! Love is like a light that brightens the male lead’s world—and even when that light fades, he’ll do whatever it takes to bring it back. The director takes a classic Jack Sue theme and blends it with authentic pastoral life, capturing it in a natural and unpretentious way. You could call it the British version of Brokeback Mountain, but I’d say it’s a hundred times sweeter. After all, times have changed, and everyone loves a perfect ending.

It's like a black-and-white version of Before Sunrise or Before Sunset, but without their sweetness and romance. Instead, it captures that calm that comes after the thrill of youth fades. All the beauty, foolishness, joy, and sorrow unfold through their conversations. I’m really drawn to films like this because the dialogue makes you reflect on your own life. Sure, the pace is slow, but the two leads deliver such strong performances that they really carry the movie effortlessly.

Man, I couldn't stop thinking the whole time: how the male lead hadn’t brushed his teeth？And what was up with the ice cream melting into soup?

This film is based on the true story of early film noir icon Gloria Grahame. I was surprised—it's unexpectedly brilliant. The period feel and editing are spot-on, kind of giving off a Sunset Boulevard vibe. But what really sets it apart from typical Hollywood fare, however, is its distinctive Liverpool romance, which captivates both locals and visitors alike.

Stories about older female celebrities with younger boyfriends usually spark curiosity. But this film remarkably captures the tender side of a May-December romance, making it clear that what drives this relationship isn’t sympathy, but love. Annette Bening, nestled in Jamie Bell’s arms, looks as delicately coy as a young woman. It's simply stunning.

Like his other films, this one might seem loose at first glance, but there's a really clear idea behind it. Using handheld street photography, he invites us to reflect on the origins of humanity. Maybe he believes that, in the grand timeline of the universe, human history is so insignificant and fleeting that it only makes sense to introduce us right at the end.