Baja Come Down just doesn’t give you enough reason to care about any of this. It fails to elevate this realistic story into something that feels like art that would move its audience. 2.8/10
Tag: <span>2021</span>
The First Girl I Loved (2019) is not the most groundbreaking or ambitious film, especially in its visual choices. But this small-scale tragedy is tender enough to generate some emotion. 6.1/10
This movie is so bad that it made me respect cinema as a genre more, with the notable exception of The White Book which reconstructed my conceptualization of what a truly terrible film looks like. 1.4/10
I applaud The Exchange for all that it is, but I can’t honestly write that the movie was amazing or particularly innovative. It’s just a high school romance. 5.6/10
Behind Closed Doors covers so much ground in terms of plot and drama that could happen to gay women. But it completely fails to explore the possibility that being gay sometimes really does mean being happy. 2.6/10
Christmas at the Ranch is a middling example of a subgenre I don’t like. 4.9/10
The Light Touch might have the visuals of a travel commercial, but it has a script that isn’t even good enough to compare to softcore porn. 1.9/10
I’m remarkable uninspired by The Retreat. I’ve seen every single aspect of this film multiple times in other places. 4.5/10
Palitan’s attempts to be more than a silly piece of softcore might have doomed it. So much of the story does not mesh with the film’s detours into sex scenes. 3.1/10
So many experiences that cinema primarily assigns to young people are in fact, universal. Forgotten Roads feels tragically unique just because of its focus on older characters. 8.5/10