1981 Films, Comedy, Cookie Mueller, Dark Comedy, David Samson, Divine, Edith Massey, Jean Hill, John Waters, Ken King, Mary Garlington, Mary Vivian Pearce, Mink Stole, Satire, Tab Hunter

Polyester-1981

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Polyester-1981

Director John Waters

Starring Divine, Tab Hunter, Edith Massey

Scott’s Review #1,527

Reviewed April 6, 2026

Grade: A-

Polyester (1981) is the film that brought raunchy director John Waters to the mainstream, some well-deserved respectability, and what better timing than the 1980s, a time of conservatism.

To many, the film is vile, outlandish, raunchy, and numerous other adjectives, steering many viewers away from even seeing it. But compared to his earlier works of filth, such as Pink Flamingos (1972) and Female Trouble (1974), Polyester is quite tame and accessible.

In fact, the film is one of New Line Cinema’s earliest releases.

I see Polyester as a bridge between his early 1970s works and the sentimentality of his later works.

Waters’ stalwarts like Divine, Edith Massey, Mink Stole, and others return to the fold to wreak havoc on virgin film goers who may not be familiar with his dark comic situations.

An attention-grabbing gimmick called Odorama, in which moviegoers can smell what they are viewing on-screen using special scratch-and-sniff cards, is a unique add-on to the film.

Scents like roses, pizza, and farts are a few examples.

In the story, a frustrated middle-class housewife, Francine Fishpaw (Divine), tries to maintain her sanity while managing her dysfunctional household. Her husband, Elmer (David Samson), the owner of a controversial adult theater, is sleeping with his secretary, Sandra (Mink Stole).

Meanwhile, her delinquent teen son, Dexter (Ken King), and pregnant teen daughter, Lulu (Mary Garlington), have problems of their own.

But when Francine meets handsome and wealthy Todd Tomorrow (Tab Hunter), the owner of a theater specializing in art films, her life takes a positive turn.

The biggest change from Waters’ previous works, which were always set in his hometown of Baltimore, is that the setting is a more upscale suburban neighborhood rather than the rank slums of downtown.

The Fishpaws reside in a powder blue house with a paved driveway and shutters. While not a mansion, it’s respectable, and they forge a decent lifestyle. Francine dreams away the days while dutifully cooking and cleaning for her husband and fixing his evening cocktail, while enduring jokes about her weight.

The story is told from Francine’s perspective, and she is joined by her best friend and former maid, Cuddles (Massey), who is now wealthy after an enormous sum of money was left to her by a former client.

The ladies chat over fattening cake, discussing Francine’s numerous problems and her scheme to catch her philandering husband in the act of cheating.

Francine’s pale blue phone rings constantly with one nuisance after another.

The film is a satire of suburban life in the early 1980s, involving topics such as divorce, abortion, adultery, alcoholism, racial stereotypes, foot fetishism, and the religious right.

Naturally, in wacky form.

My favorite sequence comes when a religious right group prances around Francine’s house protesting Elmer’s pornographic theatre. When one woman smacks Francine, she proudly proclaims, ‘That’s from Jesus.

Later, when on a shopping trip to try on dresses with Cuddles, a hungover Francine pukes in her handbag to the horror of a stuffy saleswoman.

It makes a mockery of religion, particularly Catholicism, as when wicked nuns enter the story in relation to a pregnant Lu-Lu. Shown as ridiculous, they are able to ‘reform’ Lu-Lu into the straight and narrow.

Polyester is filled with terrific moments tamer than Pink Flamingos and Female Trouble, but nonetheless laugh-out-loud and raucous.

For those curious about a John Waters film, left of center from the normal yet important Hairspray (1988), but still nicely subversive, Polyester (1981) is a great choice.

1965 Films, Bruce Glover, Crime Thriller, Elaine Stritch, Film noir, Jan Murray, Joseph Cates, Juliet Prowse, Margot Bennett, Sal Mineo, Thriller

Who Killed Teddy Bear?-1965

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Who Killed Teddy Bear? -1965

Director Joseph Cates

Starring Sal Mineo, Juliet Prowse, Elaine Stritch

Scott’s Review #1,526

Reviewed April 5, 2026

Grade: A-

Enshrouded with groovy, almost psychedelic camera shots and black-and-white filming, Who Killed Teddy Bear? (1965) has tremendous style and cinematic creativity.

The film also shows the seedy nature of 1960s New York City, a time when crime increased, and the once culturally and artistically safe haven was suddenly shrouded in filth and danger.

This sets the stage for a film about stalking, menacing, and murder.

Frequent exterior shots of Manhattan, including 42nd Street, Central Park, and Times Square, make it feel relevant and alive. I’m glad these were incorporated over solely studio sets.

Additionally, taboo subjects like lesbianism, pornography, and incest are explored, enhancing a stark direction in cinema from the wholesome 1950s to the edgy 1960s, to the intensity of the 1970s, when the envelope in filmmaking was gloriously pushed and pushed.

Combined with the experimental visuals, the film is a measured success.

The overall story, though, disappoints due to ambiguous motivations and an unsatisfying conclusion.  Right off the bat, the cover art essentially gives away the film’s predator, which the film sets up as a whodunit of sorts.

Nonetheless, thanks to its daring, I rank Who Killed Teddy Bear? as a compelling, impressive effort despite some reservations about the writing.

The film follows Norah Dain (Juliet Prowse), a nightclub disc jockey and aspiring actress living alone in a sublet apartment in Manhattan. Norah begins to receive a series of obscene phone calls from someone who seems to be watching her every day.

She also finds a decapitated teddy bear in her apartment.

Suspects like police detective, Dave Madden (Jan Murray), whose own wife was raped and murdered, and takes a personal interest in Norah and her case, and a waiter at the nightclub, Lawrence Sherman (Sal Mineo),  who lives with and cares for his nineteen-year-old sister Edie (Margot Bennnett), who has a brain injury and has the mind of a child, are introduced.

Of course, we know from the very first scene that the stalker is a man, but we don’t know his motivations or why he targets Norah in particular.

Does he have a mental illness, merely obsessed with a pretty girl, or are his reasons more personal? What does the teddy bear have to do with anything?

In an opening scene, and what could have been influenced by Hush, Hush, Sweet Charlotte (1964), a young girl falls down the stairs, clutching a teddy bear that she ultimately drops.

Is the stalker out for revenge for a past wrongdoing, and what does Norah have to do with that? How does Marian Freeman (Elaine Stritch), the older, experienced manager of the nightclub who takes a personal interest in Norah, fit into the puzzle?

Mineo gives an impressive performance right alongside Prowse, and his character is the most interesting to dissect once the film concludes. Nearly rivaling his performance in Rebel Without a Cause (1955), his character is flawed, ruined, and emotionally scarred, and we yearn to know more about him.

Sadly, there is more left to learn.

Prowse deserves praise for carrying the film and exuding cautious rebellion and a thirst for life. Norah refuses to cower in her apartment; instead, she lives her life, yearning for freedom in the big city, and Prowse captures this wonderfully.

Aspects of Peeping Tom (1960) and Psycho (1960) regarding voyeurism and ‘mommy issues’ can be seen in Who Killed Teddy Bear? and in the yet-to-come Black Christmas (1974), which may have been influenced by the film.

I can’t find much about director Joseph Cates, but he has a masterful cutting-edge technique.

Considering the multitude of taboos and perversions the film explores, that almost no films were doing is to be celebrated. Who Killed Teddy Bear? (1965) is a messy, sometimes uneven film, but rocks the boat in all the best ways.

1975 Films, Drama, Elizabeth Wilson, Jason Robards, Jean Simmons, Lisa Lucas, Made for Television, Mildred Natwick, Paul Bogart, Television Specials

The Easter Promise-1975

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The Easter Promise-1975

Director Paul Bogart

Starring Jason Robards, Jean Simmons, Lisa Lucas

Scott’s Review #1,525

Reviewed April 3, 2026

Grade: A

The Easter Promise (1975) is a television movie that is surprisingly powerful and emotional. The umbrella title ‘family classics’ was misleading to me, as I begrudgingly watched what I thought would be an overly sentimental and wholesome affair.

That is not the case at all, as The Easter Promise is laden with dark and strong themes of loneliness and alcoholism mixed with feminism and truth to oneself.

A major win and another surprise is the use of videotape rather than film. This makes the story feel like a stage play or a very good daytime television drama layered with humanity and identification.

This worked in the same successful way for the well-known PBS series Upstairs, Downstairs series, and ups the storytelling and investment in the characters.

Finally, a hint of class distinction and career success versus failure is explored. Characters struggle to decide whether to reach for the stars or be complacent and content with the daily drudgery of ordinary life.

The story is that one day, the townspeople of a small Nebraska town eagerly anticipate the return of a former resident and now famous, glamorous Broadway actress, Constance Payne (Jean Simmons). Constance has returned to town to sell her recently deceased father’s house and quickly return to the Big Apple.

Events are told from the perspective of pre-teen Addie Mills (Lisa Lucas), an aspiring artist who cannot wait to leave the folksy and dull Midwest for the lights of New York City the moment she is old enough to.

She intends to forge a connection with Constance, whom she admires for reaching heights of career success.

But when Addie and her girlfriends bombard Constance with requests for acting lessons and an appearance at a local fashion show, they begin to see a dark side of show business.

Drama also surrounds Addie’s father, Jamie (Jason Robards), a high school classmate of Constance’s, who finds her lifestyle flashy and ridiculous. He prefers the small-town mindset and folksy way of thinking, which clashes with Constance and Addie’s beliefs.

Jamie’s mother, Grandmother Mills, provides a kindly, non-judgmental presence that counters Jamie and is wonderfully portrayed by Mildred Natwick.

The character reminds me of Helen Potts, the sweet-natured older woman from Picnic (1955) who brings a sense of pride and good-naturedness to the image of the Midwest.

Serving up a freshly baked pie or muffins elicits a friendly, welcoming vibe.

Despite the heaviness of the alcohol scenes staged dramatically, the best scenes are the quiet ones over a simple meal. When Addie impulsively invites Constance to dinner at her family home, much to Jamie’s dislike, career and mindset are on the agenda.

Constance and Addie calmly question why people are expected to stay passive and unhappy in an isolated place rather than embrace the hustle and bustle of New York City or the gypsy life of a creative soul.

Culturally, Constance expects a cocktail hour before the meal, whereas the Mills family does not even have wine on hand and serves dinner immediately.

This shows the difference between a good Christian family and the edginess of more creative types and perhaps non-believers.

The scenes involving alcoholism don’t exactly treat the topic as an addiction, or any other message deeper than someone who drinks has a myriad of problems.

But the acting between Lucas and Simmons is top-notch during these scenes.

I was impressed with the scene where Constance teaches the girls about acting and techniques surrounding improvisation and being in the moment of a scene. As a former brief theater major, I found the tips rang true and served as a reminder of my own drama teacher.

A clever, artistic addition is the inclusion of drawings of the characters prior to particular sequences. The drawings come to life as real people, and the scene begins.

The Easter Promise (1975) is a wonderful early-spring made-for-television gem that can be watched year after year.

2025 Films, Ahn Hyo-seop, Animated, Arden Cho, Best Animated Feature Oscar Winners, Chris Appelhans, Daniel Dae Kim, Fantasy, Ji-young Yoo, Ken Jeong, Lea Salonga, Lee Byung-hun, Maggie Kang, May Hong, Musical, Yunjin Kim

KPop Demon Hunters-2025

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KPop Demon Hunters-2025

Director Maggie Kang, Chris Appelhans

Voices Arden Cho, May Hong, Ji-young Yoo

Scott’s Review #1,524

Reviewed March 12, 2026

Grade: B+

KPop Demon Hunters (2025) has become an international hit sensation and a phenomenal crowd pleaser, winning several year-end awards in the process.

This is unsurprising, since the film is a beautifully animated/anime extravaganza, oozing with infectious energy and vibrant colors.

The film contains poignant messages of girl power, self-acceptance, and humanity that make it perfect family entertainment with a terrific soundtrack to boot.

Juicy songs like ‘Takedown’, especially ‘Golden’ and ‘Soda Pop’, are instantly memorable and hummable, celebrating universal pop boy-and-girl band sensations that kids and parents alike can appreciate.

It also incorporates a storyline about South Korean culture and ancient lore, which provides a rich international flavor.

It’s not high art nor groundbreaking cinema, but rather pure bubble gum: fun, sweet, and joyful, and it sticks with you all throughout the running time.

For this type of film, that is acceptable, and the main reason to sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride.

Between gigs as a stadium-headlining, social-media-frenzied pop sensation, the members of the girl band Huntrix use their secret identities as demon hunters to protect their fans. A constant supernatural threat hovers, posed by demons named Honmoon who roam the streets.

It’s unclear if Honmoon are spirits or if the fans can actually see them.

Each of the girls, Rumi (Arden Cho), Mira (May Hong), and Zoey (Ji-young Yoo), has a distinct personality, but Rumi is the leader of the pack with the strongest singing voice.

When a dark secret about one of the girls is revealed, it threatens to break up the group just as a rival boy band, the Saja Boys, of demons in disguise, emerges on the scene.

In teen fashion and a clear attempt to market the film to a young demographic, romance blossoms between Rumi and Jinu (Ahn Hyo-seop), the pretty leader of the Saja Boys.

Of course, they begin as rivals but form a strong alliance later in the film.

The lavish colors, many pinks, purples, and blues, make the look enticing and cotton candy-like, almost like being immersed in a sugary video game version of Candy Land with songs.

The plentiful concert sequences also score big, as the anthemic numbers are sometimes repeated. This reinforces the connection between the bands and the fans, and also the film and the fans.

A main message is one of connectivity. Community, friendship, and having each other’s backs are the main themes and an inspiration for the viewer to come together as one, as evidenced by the concert scenes.

Despite KPop Demon Hunters not being defined as an LGBTQ+ film nor having any specific LGBTQ+ characters, it still resonates on a deep level.

Rumi’s story parallels the experience of coming out, particularly regarding parental and societal expectations. The continuous lyrics focused on the struggle to hide your true self and finally be yourself are highly inspiring.

So that, while an entertaining crowd pleaser, there is more than meets the eye if one is to dig a little deeper.

Victory is achieved by KPop Demon Hunters (2025) through expressive animation, articulate lyrics, and spectacular action, resulting in a gem that’s comical, romantic, exciting, and moving all at once.

It also makes older adults feel like part of things and not embarrassed about watching a youthful film.

A sequel is planned.

Oscar Nominations: 2 wins-Best Animated Feature (won), Best Original Song-“Golden” (won)

1980 Films, Adrienne Barbeau, Charles Cyphers, Hal Holbrook, Horror, Independent, Independent Horror, Jamie Lee Curtis, Janet Leigh, John Carpenter, John Houseman, Nancy Loomis, Tom Atkins

The Fog-1980

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The Fog-1980

Director John Carpenter

Starring Adrienne Barbeau, Jamie Lee Curtis, Tom Atkins

Scott’s Review #1,523

Reviewed March 9, 2026

Grade: A-

Ghost stories can be tough for a filmmaker to make interesting, let alone be successful. So much depends on atmosphere, mood, and good storytelling.

The most memorable ghost films are The Innocents (1961), The Shining (1980), and The Sixth Sense (1999), but there are bound to be others I can’t think of.

The key is to make the unbelievable believable and to make the subject matter realistic and spooky enough to avoid a mediocre or worse yet, hokey experience.

The Fog (1980) is one of the top-tier ghost stories, often mistaken for a slasher film, undoubtedly because it stars scream queen Jamie Lee Curtis and is directed by John Carpenter, who two years earlier created one of the greatest slasher films, Halloween (1978).

It also stars slasher stalwarts Charles Cyphers and Nancy Loomis, and includes Halloween producer Debra Hill and Halloween editor Tommy Lee Wallace, who was once married to Loomis.

Additionally, Curtis’s mother, Janet Leigh (Psycho, 1960), is also in the cast, making the entire film an incestuous horror experience.

But it’s hardly Halloween lite.

Instead of making a patterned carbon copy, Carpenter pivots to a spooky, original story filled with exceptional jump scares, a foreboding musical score, and iridescent fog; a character in itself is so prominent.

The keyboard-tinged sounds are highly effective at delivering a downright scary mood.

One midnight hour, cleverly billed the ‘witching hour’ by sultry radio announcer Stevie (Adrienne Barbeau), strange things begin to occur as a tiny California coastal town prepares to commemorate its centenary.

Reverend Malone (Hal Holbrook) stumbles upon a dark secret about the town’s past while reading his grandfather’s diary, and town resident Nick Castle (Tom Atkins) and hitchhiker Elizabeth (Curtis) try to save others from death as the body count begins to climb.

Savvy Halloween fans know that Nick Castle was a stuntman who played the Shape in the film. And, Carpenter makes a cameo as Bennett Tramer, a character in the Halloween franchise.

At a quick ninety minutes of running time, The Fog hardly has time to lag and almost feels like a short anthology. The brevity is to its advantage despite the many characters featured.

A common theme in horror, the film begins with a story told around a campfire by an older man, Mr. Machen (John Houseman), who tells a group of startled kids the tale of a doomed clipper ship that crashed into rocks a hundred years ago.

With the stage perfectly set, the killings ensue in rapid form first aboard a fisher boat and subsequently when deadly lepor beings rap loudly on their victim’s doors in the hopes of being answered.

The casting is an exceptional part of the fun. Atkins joins Holbrook, Curtis, Leigh, Loomis, Cyphers, and Barbeau to roundout a phenomenal cast. I only wish mother and daughter, Curtis and Leigh, shared more screentime.

The special effects need to be seen in light of the 1980s cheesiness. Yes, in 2026, more CGI would be used, but the misty rolling fog and the shimmering light are quite impressive.

Unsure if Curtis or Barbeau is considered the lead (Barbeau gets my vote, but Curtis gets the cover shot), Curtis was a bankable horror film star, so perhaps an attempt to grab the younger demographic was the motivation.

Jump out of the seat, moments like a falling dead body, a hand on a shoulder, and a gruesome-looking hand smashing through glass are highly effective moments aided by perfectly placed synthesizer sounds.

A well-crafted, intelligent, though underappreciated horror effort, The Fog (1980) is more of a cult classic than a bona fide classic, which is a shame because it’s a very good film.

A dismal remake followed in 2005 and should be avoided.

1983 Films, Brian Dennehy, Crime Thriller, Ian Bannen, Ian McDiarmid, Joanna Pacuła, Lee Marvin, Michael Apted, Michael Elphick, Political Thriller, Richard Griffiths, Rikki Fulton, Thriller, William Hurt

Gorky Park-1983

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Gorky Park-1983

Director Michael Apted

Starring William Hurt, Lee Marvin, Joanna Pacula

Scott’s Review #1,522

Reviewed March 8, 2026

Grade: B+

Gorky Park (1983) is an aptly named thriller set in Moscow, Russia, involving a mysterious triple murder of three young adults while ice skating at the titled central park. In addition to being murdered, their faces have been skinned and their fingerprints removed.

Russian detective Arkady Renko (William Hurt) uncovers a network of deceit and intrigue when he investigates the murders.

As he tries to make progress on the case, it becomes apparent that the KGB doesn’t want the homicide to be solved, and Renko needs to know why. He eventually meets an American businessman, Jack Osborne (Lee Marvin), who offers some clues, but Renko soon realizes that Osborne may be involved in the plot.

He also meets and falls in love with a mysterious young woman, Irina Asanova (Joanna Pacula), who owned the ice skates found on one of the victims.

The film succeeds in outlining a compelling story that doesn’t lag and in providing a cold, wintry atmosphere, just what one would expect from the drab Russian environment. The audience knows deadly shananigans have occurred, and the film is fun to watch as it tries to connect the dots.

Even though the action is palpable, the ensuing mystery can feel overly complicated at times and hard to follow, leading to an overwhelming feeling.

Accepting Hurt, an American actor, as a Russian police investigator takes some time. For the first thirty minutes, I thought he was an American character.  He sometimes shows hints of an English accent and no Russian at all.

Once I accepted this, Hurt does a very good job at leading the film, which is a tough ask given the complexities of the story. He is handsome and a good guy wanting to do the right thing, so he’s easy to root for.

The film is adapted from the 1981 novel written by Martin Cruz Smith.

While most of the film is set in Moscow, the action later shifts to Stockholm, Sweden, a city I adore. Due to the Cold War conflicts between the Soviet Union and the United States, the film was obviously not shot in Moscow.

Finland and Sweden were the chosen filming locations.

As hard as I tried to follow the main plot, my mind occasionally wandered because there are KGB elements, Jack Osborne, Irina, and an American detective, William Kurwill, in the mix, as well as various colleagues and connections to Renko.

Any or all of these characters or organizations could be involved in the murders, and minor red herrings like the creepy Professor who recreates the victim’s heads and Irina, who comes off as a cold and unfeeling, emerge as the story goes along.

Despite the story’s complexities, Gorky Park is filmed very well and rises above the ranks of mediocrity it could have fallen into, since countless other political and crime thrillers have used the tired Russia/United States rivalry.

The elements are the best part because numerous snowy and bleak sequences enhance the overall story and atmosphere. A scene in woodsy Sweden is wonderfully cold and white, with the woods and a shack coming into play.

The romantic storyline between Renko and Irina is more plot-driven than anything fresh. It’s predictable from the moment the characters meet as they delve into a strong dislike that becomes a love formula.

While there are some cliches to endure, like menacing ‘type’ characters and the overuse of the word ‘comrade’, the film surprisingly feels crisp, and the big reveal and the hows and whys of a sable fur smuggling organization, though years later, feel dated, are interesting.

I’m not sure I need to see Gorky Park (1983) again, but considering it’s a political/crime thriller amid hundreds of similar films, it stands a bit above the rest.

2025 Films, ASAP Rocky, Christian Slater, Comedy, Conan O'Brien, Danielle Macdonald, Dark Comedy, Drama, Independent, Independent Comedy, Independent Drama, Josh Safdie, Mary Bronstein, Rose Byrne

If I Had Legs I’d Kick You-2025

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If I Had Legs I’d Kick You-2025

Director Mary Bronstein

Starring Rose Byrne, Conan O’Brien, Christian Slater

Scott’s Review #1,521

Reviewed February 25, 2026

Grade: A-

Not being a parent myself, nor ever having the desire to be one, I was nonetheless enthralled by the subject of stressed parenting explored in If I Had Legs I’d Kick You (2025).

Examining our frazzled lead character, Linda’s, descent into madness after enduring day after day of adult chaos and kid problems, the role is wonderfully played by Rose Byrne.

The actor, though memorable in 2011’s classic Bridesmaids, is usually associated with one-note or throwaway roles throughout her long career.

It’s inspiring to see her finally get her due by playing a complex role with so much chops and receiving an Academy Award for Best Actress in 2025.

With her life crashing down around her, Linda, ironically a psychotherapist, attempts to navigate her child’s mysterious illness amid pressure from her therapist, her absent husband, a missing client, and an increasingly hostile relationship with her own therapist (Conan O’Brien), also a colleague.

After her living room is destroyed by water damage, she is reduced to renting a dingy motel for an extended period, where she encounters hostile motel workers.

Her saving grace is her late-night solitude, when she can peacefully indulge in wine and pot while sitting on the beach, contemplating her life.

Director Mary Bronstein, who also appears as a therapist, cleverly doesn’t show Linda’s daughter or husband for nearly the entire film, revealing them only through their grating voices. They irritate and stress Linda out to no end.

Undoubtedly, Bronstein either wanted to keep the focus on Linda and her daily peril or to leave it uncertain whether they even existed outside Linda’s mind.

The plot mostly involves a medical situation where Linda’s daughter, Delaney, has a pediatric feeding disorder that necessitates nightly supplemental feeding through a tube and participation in a day hospital program.

Her husband, a ship captain, is away, presumably at sea. This leaves Linda to handle everything.

Linda trudges through her days, arguing with a parking attendant and a contractor, while having misunderstandings with her therapist, patients, and a bitchy girl at her motel.

The supporting characters are well cast and add leverage to Linda’s peril by being completely unsympathetic and sour. O’Brien is excellent as the self-absorbed therapist, while Danielle Macdonald is good as a needy patient who ditches her baby.

But the film belongs to Byrne.

From the first scene, she wears a weary look, and her close-up facial expressions speak volumes about her peril. Linda looks washed out and exhausted while things spiral out of control. Nearly dozing off as a patient chatters away, she finally has had enough.

On the other hand, she is constantly on the brink of losing her shit.

Thanks to Byrne, we are treated to fist-pumping scenes where she lets loose on both therapists and the bitchy motel girl, instantly making Linda the only rootable character in the lot.

Still, she’s not exactly likable herself and incessantly makes poor choices. Her irritation with everything grows tiresome until the final sequence, when the film parleys into a message about mental illness.

If I should have found the film depressing, I didn’t.

Sprinkled with macabre humor, the film must have been influenced by the 1970 masterpiece Diary of a Mad Housewife, starring Carrie Snodgrass as a woman emotionally tortured by her selfish family and on the brink of a breakdown.

Bronstein, also the screenwriter, makes Linda the only character the audience should focus on, and all events are told from her perspective, which makes the film a winner.

Never knowing where events are headed, If I Had Legs I’d Kick You (2025) is a sheer delight in comedic/dramatic insanity. Though it carries a strong central theme of mental wellness, it also promotes the important message that it’s also okay not to have kids who will ruin your life.

Oscar Nominations: Best Actress-Rose Byrne

Independent Spirit Award Nominations: 1 win-Best Director-Mary Bronstein, Best Lead Performance-Rose Byrne (won)

1960 Films, Bing Crosby, Comedy, David Burns, Frankie Vaughan, Gene Kelly, George Cukor, Marilyn Monroe, Milton Berle, Musical, Musical Comedy, Richard Haydn, Tony Randall, Wilfrid Hyde-White, Yves Montand

Let’s Make Love-1960

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Let’s Make Love-1960

Director George Cukor

Starring Marilyn Monroe, Yves Montand, Frankie Vaughn

Scott’s Review #1,520

Reviewed February 22, 2026

Grade: C+

Let’s Make Love (1960) is a mediocre musical comedy starring Marilyn Monroe in one of her last film roles.  It would be her final musical film performance before she died in 1962.

Ironically, the iconic star plays a strong character, too frequently known for playing dimwits or money-hungry women. While refreshing, her role is almost a supporting turn for the star, playing a love interest to an uninteresting character portrayed by Yves Montand.

A very wealthy businessman, Jean-Marc Clement (Montand), has all the material possessions money can buy, but he has no love life. He seeks someone who loves him for who he is, not for his fortune.

One day, Clement learns that he is the subject of a satirical theater production and visits the set during a rehearsal. Unrecognized, the show’s unwitting producers offer him the part as himself, and he takes the gig to be close to the gorgeous yet down-to-earth actress Amanda Dell (Monroe).

This leads to a series of hijinks, misunderstandings, and, finally, an unfulfilling, predictable conclusion.

Monroe is terrific, of course, playing a character rich with honesty, integrity, and support for her theatre company. Amanda is not looking for a sugar daddy or a meal ticket and is content to while away the days doing what she loves on stage.

The film’s highlights occur when Monroe performs in showy outfits sparkling with glitter and color, oozing with sex appeal. Visually, she does not look as good as she did five years prior, appearing washed out and tired, but this can be attributed to knowing the personal turmoil she was in.

Numbers like the Cole Porter song “My Heart Belongs to Daddy,” and the title track, “Let’s Make Love,” are moderately memorable and, because Monroe performs them, are worth hearing.

It’s also cool to see exterior shots of New York City in the early 1960s grace the screen, and the backdrop of a low-key theatre is appealing.

I couldn’t help but find Clement’s character harshly unlikable and incapable of sympathy. We are asked to root for a rich man who wants a loving woman but doesn’t treat others very well.

When female staff who take dictation are called into his office, he isn’t particularly warm to them. His assistant, Alexander Kaufman, played by Tony Randall in a tepid performance, caters to Clement’s every whim but isn’t treated kindly in return.

In fact, the irritation is increased because the character of Tony Danton, Amanda’s boozy co-star, is very likable and a perfect match for Amanda.

Why the writers decided Clement and Amanda were better suited for each other is a mystery we’ll probably never figure out.

The biggest mistake is the lack of chemistry between Clement and Amanda, who have none. On the other hand, in the few scenes they share, Tony and Amanda have a tremendous connection.

What a missed opportunity.

Besides the main storyline, there is a silly side story about financing the production and a pissing match over who controls the theatre and its show. This was terribly unnecessary and would have been better if Amanda had been given her own side story, or better yet, a triangle between Amanda/Clement/Tony.

Troubles surrounded the production with various starts and stops, restarts, and proposed reshoots. This affects the film’s look and feel, and it’s apparent that the pacing is terribly uneven.

Even the incorporation of big stars like Milton Berle and cameos by Gene Kelly and Bing Crosby does nothing for the film.

It’s hard to believe that, aside from the outfits and musical numbers, George Cukor directed the film, since he would direct the sensational My Fair Lady in 1964.

Since I adore Marilyn Monroe, I desperately wanted to like Let’s Make Love (1960), but didn’t. The misplaced characters, the lukewarm pacing, and missed opportunities for a better story led to boredom and disappointment.

Oscar Nominations: Best Original Score

2025 Films, Abel Ferrara, Comedy, Drama, Emory Cohen, Fran Drescher, Gywneth Paltrow, Josh Safdie, Kevin O'Leary, Odessa A'zion, Sandra Bernhard, Sports, Timothée Chalamet, Tyler Okonma

Marty Supreme-2025

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Marty Supreme-2025

Director Josh Safdie

Starring Timothée Chalamet, Gwyneth Paltrow, Odessa A’Zion

Scott’s Review #1,519

Reviewed February 19, 2026

Grade: A

At a mere thirty years old, Timothée Chalamet has already amassed some terrific film roles in Call Me By Your Name (2017), Wonka (2023), and A Complete Unknown (2024).

Portraying unique and offbeat characters is his sweet spot. 

Playing Marty Mauser in the film Marty Supreme (2025) is his best performance to date. He seamlessly turns a character the audience should dislike into an instant fan favorite who we laugh with, cry with, and root for to overcome life obstacles.

He is a nobody who desperately wants to be a somebody.

While Chalamet leads the charge, he is aided by strong supporting performances from Gwyneth Paltrow, Odessa A’zion, Kevin O’Leary, and Fran Drescher as characters who weave into Marty’s web of adventures.

Even actors appearing in only a few scenes are flawlessly cast, providing an authentic look at working-class and affluent white Jewish people in New York at the time.  A racial harmony is also set by including a handful of black characters as dear friends of Marty’s.

Set in 1950s New York City, Marty is a young man with a dream of becoming the world’s best table tennis player, despite setbacks and a lack of respect for the sport.

With a needy mother (Drescher), two different on again off again girlfriends who are both married, one a childhood buddy and one twice his age (A’zion and Paltrow), a pathway to a dull career as a shoe salesman, and a tumultuous relationship with a successful businessman (played by Kevin O’Leary), the cards in life are stacked against him.

Yet, Marty consistently manipulates his way to a free trip to London and Tokyo, and several get-rich-quick schemes to get what he wants and to fulfill his lifelong dream.

Acting is only a part of the overall success of Marty Supreme. Thanks to Josh Safdie’s (Good Time, 2017; Uncut Gems, 2019) superior direction, all technical capabilities are flawlessly executed, and an unpredictable story is achieved.

The pacing is quick and organized, leaving never a dull moment in nonstop Marty adventures. Sequences like the search for a lost dog portray perilous moments of danger as the dog becomes a more prominent character than expected.

The editing is superior, making the fast-paced table tennis sequences both thrilling and exhausting. The quick dialogue, whether during phone conversations, in a dusty theater, or in an exquisite hotel room, all add up to a tight package of filmmaking.

Finally, the costumes and art direction more than adequately showcase a period when a few Americans were affluent. At the same time, the rest struggled to make ends meet while pursuing their own version of the American dream.

I’ve been a fan of Safdie since he was an up-and-comer making the independent film Good Time with his brother Benny, and he has since come into his own with the grizzled crime thriller Uncut Gems starring Adam Sandler.

Seeming to enjoy the New York setting in his films, just like director Paul Thomas Anderson prefers sunny California, he is steadily making his films highly recognizable.

Continuing on the theme of good film balance, Safdie incorporates naughty scenes like Marty’s humiliating bare bottom spanking in front of snickering businessmen, and a daring scene where he goes down on an aging film actress (Paltrow) in Central Park.

This ensures some humor is present.

The haves and have-nots support Marty’s journey. Wanting more than the life his depressed mother or shady friends have, Marty aspires to be in the big leagues. He will lie, cheat, or steal from whomever he needs to to achieve this.

And yet, Marty is kindhearted and humorous in his pursuits. He giggles when he can lounge in a lavish hotel and order room service or shmooze among rich theater types at a grandiose party.

Class distinctions are an important part of the character’s motivation for a better life.

Deservedly recognized with many awards-season accolades, Marty Supreme (2025) is an example of a young director coming into his own, with ample resources to make a gem of a film.

Oscar Nominations: Best Picture, Best Director-Josh Safdie, Best Actor-Timothée Chalamet, Best Original Screenplay, Best Casting, Best Cinematography, Best Production Design, Best Editing, Best Costume Design

1976 Films, Comedy, Edward Schaaf, Janet Wood, Kitten Natividad, Monty Bane, Raven De La Croix, Robert McLane, Russ Meyer, Sexploitation

Up!-1976

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Up! -1976

Director Russ Meyer

Starring Raven De La Croix, Robert McLane, Janet Wood

Scott’s Review #1,518

Reviewed February 15, 2026

Grade: B+

A follow-up to the masterpiece Supervixens (1975), sexploitation guru Russ Meyer released Up! (1976), a film in a similar vein with enough bare skin and sexual acts to make even the sexually open-minded blush just a bit.

Ridiculous and titillating beyond belief, the film is meant to be enjoyed for what it is rather than analyzed. Still, despite the sexual escapades of large-breasted women and taut young men, the film achieves a measure of female empowerment through its characters.

As far as Meyer films go, Supervixens, Faster Pussycat! Kill! Kill! (1965), and Beyond the Valley of the Dolls (1970) are my favorites, but Up! deserves credit for its outrageous and wacky nature alone.

The plot is quite thin, but it kicks off with a man named Adolf Schwartz (Edward Schaaf), who lives in a Bavarian-style castle in Northern California. After an orgy in the dungeon with three women and a man, he is murdered when someone places a deadly piranha fish in his bathtub.

Some time later, Margo Winchester (Raven De La Croix) hitchhikes to the nearby town of Miranda, where she is raped. With assistance from a horny sheriff (Monty Bane), she finds work at a local diner owned by Alice (Janet Wood) and Paul (Robert McLane).

Subsequent hijinks ensue like another rape in a dive bar, countless nude chase scenes and sex in the woods, and a revenge tale involving the child of Adolf Hitler and Eva Braun.

Up! and most other Russ Meyer films are for a specific audience only and are not recommended for fans of mainstream cinema. Prudish, uptight individuals, or those expecting a tight story or professional acting will not be satisfied.

However, for an eye-opening or eye-popping experience, sure to leave your mouth agape at some of the raunchy sequences, you will find Up! rather endearing.

Amid the sexuality and chesty scenes are some laugh-out-loud wooden performances, mostly from the lead, De La Croix, though she is also wonderful to watch in her debut film. And considering she had no acting experience when cast, she’s not all that bad.

The best scenes are when she charges through the forest, naked, of course, fleeing a character, Alice, out for revenge. The women trade barbs while playing cat and mouse and occasionally engaging in sex.

A separator from other Meyer films is the incorporation of bisexuality in nearly all circles.

Handsome lead actor, Robert McLane, gets it on with nearly everyone, including Adolf Hitler, who, in hilarious and satisfying form, desires some rear entry.

While hardly a message movie, the inclusion of Hitler and Nazi references reinforces the hypocrisy of the entire movement.

The Paul, Alice, Margo triangle is good fun, especially as the trio briefly lives an idyllic lifestyle serving up hash at their diner, led mostly by Margo and her low-cut uniform.

This harkens back to a similar theme in Supervixens, during a happy sequence involving the central characters.

A Meyer film wouldn’t be a Meyer film without an appropriate dose of gore. A sharp ax comes into play during the latter part of the film after a gang rape goes awry.

The full frontal nudity, both male and female, is rampant and includes The Greek Chorus (Kitten Natividad), who appears nude except for long black boots, and boldly opens the film and appears between scenes to provide narration, plot details, and updates.

Up! (1976) is a fine addition to the Russ Meyer viewing collection and showcases the Pacific Northwest of the United States in an atypical way. It’s fun, silly, and quite refreshing.

2025 Films, Documentary, Geeta Gandbhir, Independent

The Perfect Neighbor-2025

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The Perfect Neighbor-2025

Director Geeta Gandbhir

Starring Various 

Scott’s Review #1,517

Reviewed February 13, 2026

Grade: B+

The Perfect Neighbor (2025) is an enthralling documentary that will surely please fans of crime scene investigations. Those familiar with the case in question, as I was, will benefit greatly from engagement.

On the other hand, those unfamiliar may be equally mesmerized, having no knowledge of the outcome.

The bottom line is that the project, directed by Geeta Gandbhir, is excellent work across many aspects, including camerawork, story, and raw video footage, most of which was captured on police body cams.

A seemingly minor neighborhood squabble between a white woman named Susan and a black neighbor named Ajike in rural Ocala, Florida, escalates into a fatal shooting, with Susan ultimately killing Ajike.

The film chronicles the lead-up period from 2022 to June 2023, when the shooting occurs. We see from repeated 911 calls and complaints that Susan regularly reported neighborhood kids being noisy or playing on or around her property.

Police bodycam footage and investigative interviews are largely used throughout the documentary to show the progression of the incident and questioning by the police detectives following the shooting.

Florida’s controversial “stand your ground” law, which allows someone who is fearful for their life to defend themselves using a firearm, is showcased in the final segment since it was used as a defense.

The case was high-profile in the United States.

As a disclaimer, Gandbhir is the victim’s sister-in-law’s best friend, so the perspective is from Ajike and her family more than Susan’s.

Emotional sequences, such as when Ajike’s kids are told that their mother has died, are heartwrenching and tremendously effective. Later, anger erupts when Susan is allowed to return home amid shouts from Ajike’s family members.

Susan, who is heavily featured, is not meant to elicit sympathy, though once or twice I did feel sorry for her. Yes, she is the neighborhood nuisance and inexplicably calls the cops unnecessarily, but is she lonely, or does she feel left out?

Would Susan have accepted an invitation to a neighborhood barbecue?

Gandbhir might have delved a bit more into Susan’s personal life, but the intention feels more like making it clear she is a piranha.

At one point early on, Susan proclaims to be a doctor, but the claim is never confirmed or denied.

I would have liked to have known more about Susan. At one point, a female friend briefly appears.  Was Susan married? Did she work? Was she actually a doctor? If so, what led her to a poor neighborhood?

Despite the filmmakers’ slanted viewpoint, whether justified or not, the end product is visually exceptional. The use of police cams and raw footage makes the viewer feel like an observer in the action, almost as if they are there in real time, standing alongside the cops and hearing witness accounts.

The production, direction, and editing are the documentary’s sweet spot and are technically excellent.

Beginning with a brief snippet of the fateful night, we then go back to the first complaint, and the documentary is henceforth chronological.

Most scenes are interviews with the participants, which makes it interesting to determine who is right or wrong and for the viewer to assess who is to blame. Or are multiple parties to blame? We merely see the aftereffects of the altercations, not the altercations themselves.

The message of The Perfect Neighbor (2025) is to question the systemic failures and uncertainties of the American legal system and to determine whether racism was a factor in a horrific small-town event or in the Florida stand-your-ground law itself.

Oscar Nominations: Best Documentary

Independent Spirit Award Nominations: 1 win-Best Documentary (won)

1970 Films, Donald Wolfe, Florence Lake, Gale Sondergaard, Horror, John David Garfield, Miriam Hopkins, Virginia Wing

Savage Intruder-1970

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Savage Intruder-1970

Director Donald Wolfe 

Starring Miriam Hopkins, John David Garfield, Gale Sondergaard

Scott’s Review #1,516

Reviewed February 9, 2026

Grade: B+

A cult subgenre of horror, disparagingly called hag-horror, made a modest name for itself throughout the 1960s and into the 1970s.

Thanks in large part to the surprise success of the cult classic What Ever Happened to Baby Jane? starring Hollywood legends Bette Davis and Joan Crawford in 1962, this encouraged other stalwart actresses, well past their prime, to seek a sliver of career rejuvenation, or at least to keep themselves in the game.

Savage Intruder (also known as Hollywood Horror House) is a 1970 American psychological horror film that is clearly influenced by Baby Jane, borrowing its central plot point and a similar setting.

Unclear why the little-known film warrants two separate titles, my preference is for the latter, though the former seems to be the main title.  Hollywood Horror has a more dramatic flair and is more true to the storyline than the more generic-sounding Savage Intruder.

The film also has similarities to the 1950s film Sunset Boulevard, which features an aging actress oblivious to Hollywood’s harsh realities and enamored with a younger man.

An injured, alcoholic movie queen who uses a wheelchair, Katharine Packard (Miriam Hopkins), lets a mutilator named Vic (John David Garfield) move into her Hollywood mansion as her personal assistant and nurse.

Vic intends to insinuate himself into Katharine’s good graces and take control of her estate. Katharine’s other staff, secretary Leslie (Gale Sondergaard), housekeeper Mildred (Florence Lake), and cook Greta (Virginia Wing), become suspicious of Vic and try to thwart his devious efforts.

But will any or all of them fall victim to his schemes?

The main attraction is Hopkins, who was a relatively big star in the 1930s and 1940s, even receiving an Oscar nomination for 1935’s Becky Sharp. She was also a rival of Bette Davis.

A similar role to Crawford’s disabled Blanche in Baby Jane, Hopkins is believable as a vulnerable woman who has battled alcoholism but is wise enough to know it is her undoing. After all, falling down the stairs while drunk is the reason she needs care at all.

In Katherine’s case, she also desires a man’s affections and hopes against hope that Vic likes her for who she is, not just her money. Hopkins channels this emotion well, as many older women can relate to her predicament.

She is also a good enough actress to portray fear and vulnerability convincingly, without making the character a nitwit or too melodramatic.

John David Garfield, while not a terrific actor, is convincing enough to make the audience half believe that, as a kid, watching his mother participate in an orgy was enough reason to chop her partners to bits.

The statuesque mansion high atop the Hollywood Hills is grandiose and a perfect setting for this type of film. Shots of characters peering from window to balcony or tiptoeing up or down a stairway ooze mystery and danger at every turn.

We know that Vic will try to off Leslie, Mildred, and Greta in no particular order, so the fun is in the whodunit vein. A fan of chopping off body parts, we wonder who will lose limbs.

Donald Wolfe, a director I am unfamiliar with, is careful not to make the film too campy and ridiculous, and he largely succeeds. With a good blend of suspense, mostly involving when Vic will jump out at Katherine or one of the supporting characters, there is a perilous feeling.

Of course, some hokey moments transpire, as when a mannequin is believed to be Katherine despite a waxy shape and a different hair color. Or, when Vic makes it appear that Katherine is in her room when she really isn’t, and nobody has the wherewithal to check on her.

There’s also an amateurish quality to the amputation scenes that reminds me of H.G. Lewis’s gore-horror films.

But enough fun is incorporated into the film to make it a success, and the ridiculously juvenile appendage-chopping sequences are humorous enough not to be taken too seriously.

Savage Intruder (1970) is a forgotten relic that has superior acting, a good pace, and nice Los Angeles elements, making it an enjoyable entry into the hag horror genre.

2025 Films, Best Feature- Independent Spirit Award Winners, Clint Bentley, Drama, Felicity Jones, Independent, Independent Drama, Joel Edgerton, Kerry Condon, Will Patton, William H. Macy

Train Dreams-2025

Train Dreams-2025

Director Clint Bentley

Starring Joel Edgerton, Felicity Jones, William H. Macy

Scott’s Review #1,515

Reviewed February 4, 2026

Grade: A-

Train Dreams (2025) offers a character-driven approach to filmmaking that is also wonderfully cinematic, thanks in part to Clint Bentley’s direction.

Bently also wrote and produced 2023’s Sing Sing, but I think Train Dreams is the superior effort in terms of visuals alone. Adolpho Veloso is the film’s lead cinematographer and deserves major praise for the gorgeous look the film achieves.

The tone is often serene and quiet, allowing viewers to immerse themselves in the scenes’ tranquility without making the film drag. Landscapes, forests, and luminous sunsets are featured, providing an environmentally ubiquitous experience.

Will Patton narrates the film.

Train Dreams begins around 1917 and recounts the life of Robert Grainier, fantastically portrayed by Joel Edgerton, an example of an actor/director who continues to choose quality projects.

This may be his best role yet.

Robert begins life as an orphan, arriving in the desolate town of Bonners Ferry, Idaho, where he works aimlessly as a logger until he meets Gladys Olding (Felicity Jones). They marry, build a log cabin along the Moyie River, and have a daughter, Kate.

When tragedy strikes, Robert must reassess his life and purpose as he grows older and the years pass aimlessly by. Through the elements, he recognizes both beauty and brutality during his life-altering events and the redundancy of everyday life.

The scenes featuring Edgerton and Jones are the warmest and most touching. The pair shares a strong chemistry made more palpable because Robert is forced to leave his family for a portion of the year for work. Their joy at each reconciliation is apparent, with golden sunsets enveloping the happy couples’ most memorable moments.

Years later, Robert meets another woman named Claire (Kerry Condon), a Forest Service worker who is nearly a doppelganger for Gladys. We tenderly see the progressive, fearless woman Gladys might have become decades later, had she not been in a terrible accident.

Edgerton, the standout performer, easily displays his emotions on his face. Though tortured, he is also a dreamer and a kindly man, as proven when he is disturbed by an immigrant who is shot and killed, and an older man who has dementia.

There is an overall intimacy to Train Dreams that the audience can grasp. Robert’s frequent visions of Gladys, Katie, and the immigrant both disturb and comfort him as he evaluates his usefulness over his decades on Earth.

For a viewer like me who lives in a city, Train Dreams was an important reminder to appreciate the small, silent things in life, such as birds, grass, and trees. So easily overlooked, these elements remain long after the self-important human beings pass through.

I asked myself when the last time I was in a forest was, and I couldn’t come up with an answer.

Intricate sequences of spinning trees, with shifting focus, further enhance the creativity of the cinematography and production design.

The message Bentley creates also appears to be a comparison of the peace America once had, now tarnished by political discord, corruption, and chaos, which has destroyed most of its serenity.

But that’s a different conversation.

Above all, Train Dreams (2025) taught me not to get so hung up on stress and the rat race, but to put the brakes on from time to time to appreciate what really matters.

Oscar Nominations: Best Picture, Best Adapted Screenplay, Best Cinematography, Best Original Song, “Train Dreams”

Independent Spirit Awards Nominations: 3 wins-Best Feature (won), Best Director- Clint Bentley (won), Best Lead Performance- Joel Edgerton, Best Cinematography (won)

2025 Films, Andrew Scott, Biography, Bobby Cannavale, Comedy, Drama, Ethan Hawke, Jonah Lees, Margaret Qualley, Patrick Kennedy, Richard Linklater

Blue Moon-2025

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Blue Moon-2025

Director Richard Linklater

Starring Ethan Hawke, Margaret Qualley

Scott’s Review #1,514

Reviewed January 26, 2026

Grade: B+

Blue Moon (2025) is a character-driven look at a talented writer on the brink of breakdown. Over the course of one boozy night, the audience is introduced to the troubled man and comes to envelop him and his sometimes off-putting ideas.

The movie succeeds through a combination of crisp, sardonic, well-written dialogue and Ethan Hawke’s inspired performance as Lorenz Hart, an American lyricist living in the 1940s.

A film every Old Broadway New Yorker ought to love, the setting is the famous theatre district eatery, Sardi’s, where many a piano song has been sung, and drink has been drunk by both popular and struggling players in the Broadway game.

The plot centers on the night of March 31, 1943, as World War II rages.

Hart reflects on himself following the opening night of Oklahoma!, a new musical created by his former colleague Richard Rodgers (Andrew Scott), where a celebration is planned to gush over its overwhelming success. He despises the corny, overly wholesome lyrics and is dismayed by the production’s popularity.

The talkative, cynical, and newly sober Hart visits with bartender Eddie (Bobby Cannavale), who tries unsuccessfully not to serve him liquor, and enlisted sergeant piano player Morty (Jonah Lees), who is on leave.

Hart also commiserates with writer E.B. White (Patrick Kennedy), soon to become famous for stories like Stuart Little and Charlotte’s Web, the former of which he gets from Hart.

While not the flashiest film, director Richard Linklater draws an excellent performance from Hawke and miraculously and flawlessly makes Hawke’s character appear physically very short in stature.

This is more difficult than it sounds from a cinematography perspective, and it also deserves props for creating a unique-looking restaurant-and-bar shape.

Hawke came into his own with 1989’s Dead Poets Society and has continued to deliver more sophisticated performances as he has aged.

Except for a brief opening sequence where Hart’s ultimate fate is revealed, the entire film takes place in the dark restaurant/bar.

Hart spends time chatting with Elizabeth Weiland, an unrequited love interest of his, who ruminates on her own unsuccessful love life.

Over the course of the film, it’s sad to see Hart’s life unravel. Fans will know that Rogers and Hammerstein were a tremendously successful musical duo and not Rogers and Hart. As Hart spends time pitching ideas to Rogers, we realize their partnership will go no further than it already has.

Hawke is superb at delivering a massive amount of lines, showcasing Hart’s sometimes rambling and fragmented ideas. The handsome actor adopts a more homely persona in Hart, suffering rejection after rejection throughout the evening.

The glitz of Broadway is enshrouded within the walls of Sardi’s, famous for showcasing caricatures of Broadway celebrities. In satisfying form, a close-up of a caricature of Hart clings to the wall as Blue Moon ends, presumably long after his death.

Briefly skated over is Hart’s sexuality, said to lean more toward homosexuality than is ever more than alluded to, which is a disappointment. The closest the film comes to any dissection of this nature is when Hart invites a delivery boy to an afterparty and has a a conversation with Morty in the men’s room.

Both story points go nowhere. Instead, Hart mostly pines over Elizabeth.

The winning formula is the dialogue, sometimes teetering off course when Hart goes off on tangents. Still, the central concept of a misunderstood and underappreciated creative genius is received loud and clear.

While good, Qualley and Cannavale are never given great moments to show off their acting chops. The best supporting player is Andrew Scott, who provides entertaining banter while playing opposite Hawke.

Linklater offers up a talkative, cerebral film about the celebrations and heartbreaks of life through art. Through enriching conversations, Blue Moon (2025) delivers a thought-provoking dialogue-heavy cinema that is an intelligent, confined experience.

Oscar Nominations: Best Actor-Ethan Hawke, Best Original Screenplay

2025 Films, Brian Kirk, Emma Thompson, Judy Greer, Laurel Marsden, Marc Menchaca, Thriller

Dead of Winter-2025

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Dead of Winter-2025

Director Brian Kirk

Starring Emma Thompson, Judy Greer, Marc Menchaca

Scott’s Review #1,513

Reviewed January 20, 2026

Grade: A-

The brilliant Emma Thompson, known for Howard’s End (1992) and a bevy of other quality films, stars in and executive produces Dead of Winter (2025), a perfect movie to watch in January. If one is fortunate enough to watch on a blustery, cold, or snowy night, all the better for an ideal atmosphere.

The thriller is unpredictable and downright touching, largely thanks to Thompson, who leads the charge emotionally. To see the actor shoot, stab, and catfight her way to a beautifully shot ending is icing on the cake.

Plus, trading her sophisticated British accent in for a folksy midwestern drawl is quite pleasing.

The elements are a huge win and the main attraction of the film, other than Thompson and the eerie timeliness of the United States’ Minnesota, the setting of the film, being in the top U.S. news in late 2025/early 2026.

The stark, empty vastness of the cold land is made even more potent by the endless whiteness of the snow-covered, curving roads, the tundra of the lake, and the lake house, where most of the action takes place.

While the story can be argued to be implausible and the ending fragile, bordering on silly, requiring suspension of disbelief, Thompson’s performance more than makes up for any weak fragments.

Hit by a blizzard, a grief-stricken loner named Barb (Thompson) gets lost among backroads near a Minnesota lake and stops for help at a remote cabin in the woods where she discovers drops of blood and a startled middle-aged man (Marc Menchaca) who can’t get rid of her fast enough.

She then discovers a young woman (Laurel Marsden) kidnapped by a desperate couple intent on murder. Isolated and without cell service, Barb realizes she is the woman’s only hope of survival.

Director Brian Kirk carefully places tender flashbacks of a young Barb and her husband Kirk from smitten youngsters to tragic seniors battling Kirk’s failing health and the in-between trials and tribulations of the couple over the years.

These scenes not only create an emotional investment in the audience, but also fill in the blanks about why Barb would be possessed to go ice fishing in the middle of nowhere, all alone.

Sprinkling bits of humor that make Barb appear a kindly woman rather than an incompetent bafoon, she is a salt-of-the-earth type who opposes violence. Thompson was undoubtedly influenced by Frances McDormand’s sheriff character Marge Gunderson in 1996’s Fargo.

In fact, there are multiple Fargo comparisons to explore for fans of the Coen Brothers’ film, covering plot, atmosphere, and characters.

Judy Greer and Menchaca provide solid support as the mismatched couple with deadly intentions, whose motives become clearer as the plot unfolds. Greer’s character is pretty unlikable despite softening towards the end, but her actions are peculiar from a logistical perspective, and her acting is of high quality.

Menchaca has the more sympathetic role, and not only because the actor performs his nude scene in freezing temperatures.

The finale is set underwater, and it is a teary yet satisfying sendoff for Barb and Kirk, who make the hardest-hearted viewer believe in true love and a testament to commitment.

Likely superceding any expectations set by filmmakers, Thompson gives a bravura performance through facial expressions alone, telling much of the sentimental part of the story through her bright blue, emotion-filled eyes, pulling the audience in.

I didn’t expect to enjoy Dead of Winter (2025), a film given little notice, nearly as much as I did.

1986 Films, Catherine De Prume, Horror, Horror Anthologies, Horror-Camp, Horror-Comedy, Jeffery Delman, Matt Mitler, Melissa Leo, Nicole Picard, Scott Valentine

Deadtime Stories-1986

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Deadtime Stories-1986

Director Jeffrey Delman 

Starring Scott Valentine, Nicole Picard, Cathryn de Prume

Scott’s Review #1,512

Reviewed January 19, 2026

Grade: B-

My expectations for Deadtime Stories (1986), a horror anthology with a fairy-tale focus, were loftier than the final product, which had an overall amateurish quality. I anticipated a glossier, perhaps gorier, and certainly a more compelling experience.

As far as film anthologies go, there are far better ones, like Tales from the Crypt (1972) and Vault of Horror (1973), which are much, much better. These are suggested first and foremost.

By the end credits, Deadtime Stories is largely forgettable.

Nonetheless, it’s marginally recommended for those seeking a late-night offering of an 1980s genre film type, with one of the three chapters, a take on Little Red Riding Hood, as the standout.

We are introduced to a somewhat creepy uncle who attempts to calm his restless nephew by telling him three horror stories to help him fall asleep without worrying about monsters coming to get him.

The first story involves a boy slave (Scott Valentine) used by two witches, who are attempting to resurrect their sister.

The second story is based on “Little Red Riding Hood”, where a teenage girl (Nicole Picard) mistakenly picks up a werewolf’s medicine for her grandmother.

The third story, based on “Goldilocks”, tells about three escaped mental patients who share their hideaway with a murderess (Cathryn de Prume).

The sequences between the uncle and nephew lay the foundation for what’s to come. The quality, though quite 1980s, is well-lit and dark, so the audience believes the kid is terrified of falling asleep. And who doesn’t have memories of wondering what or who is lurking in their bedroom closet?

Though bratty, the uncle shows patience and returns to the room again and again to introduce yet another story. A clever, dark, comical twist in the last shot makes this vignette satisfying.

The first story is the weakest. Said to be from medieval times, the costumes and makeup worn by the witches are the only things that impress. One witch is more grotesque than the other, with jagged, rotting teeth and a resting sneer that is more comical than scary.

Actor Scott Valentine is likable, and the romance between the young damsel in distress is nice, though there is hardly any time for it to go anywhere.

The premise of a handsome young man being sold as a slave to resurrect another witch is impressive, but the follow-through is weak, and the tale never fully satisfies.

The second story is very well thought out.

Nicole Picard as Rachel is clad in a sexy Little Red Riding Hood outfit and debates having sex with her boyfriend, who finds a dingy shed for them to make love in. Before this, she accidentally picked up a prescription for her grandmother, which was switched for one for a werewolf.

The most suspenseful and entertaining portion is when the werewolf breaks into the grandmother’s house. The acting is wonderfully bad, which makes for a delightful experience and a cat-and-mouse quality.

When a character surprisingly turns into a werewolf at the end, it is exciting and unexpected, making the chapter the best of the bunch.

Making Goldilocks a female serial killer is a terrific idea, and the macabre humor in this story is clever. The final sequence in a pizza restaurant is deliciously evil.

The rest, though, is lackluster and difficult to follow. The mental patients who escape with the help of MaMa Bauer (Melissa Leo) seem to endlessly drive around town in their dated white Chevy, crashing into objects and people.

The tale has a John Waters campy vibe, which is inspired, but the story never reaches a satisfying conclusion, other than occasional bits and pieces.

The attempt by Jeffrey Delman to make fables into horror vignettes is impressive, but unfortunately, Deadtime Stories (1986) only hits the mark now and then.

1990 Films, Frances Sternhagen, Horror, James Caan, Kathy Bates, Lauren Bacall, Richard Farnsworth, Rob Reiner, Stephen King, Thriller

Misery-1990

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Misery-1990

Director Rob Reiner

Starring Kathy Bates, James Caan

Scott’s Review #1,511

Reviewed January 18, 2026

Grade: A-

Kathy Bates and James Caan deliver exceptional performances in Misery (1990), a thriller/horror hybrid set in the snowy hills of remote Colorado over the course of a couple of winter months.

Caan plays famed novelist Paul Sheldon, who is held captive by Annie Wilkes (Bates), an obsessive and unpredictable fan. Bates won the Academy Award for Best Actress for her role.

Thanks to Rob Reiner’s superior direction, the film never lags and continuously keeps the tension boiling at a heart-racing pace. From an early sequence involving a terrible car accident to a slasher horror-worthy finale, Misery contains something for everyone.

The film is based on the enthralling 1987 Stephen King novel and a screenplay by Academy Award-winning writer William Goldman (All the President’s Men, 1976).

After completing his latest novel involving a beloved series character named Misery, Paul’s car careens off a snowy mountain road, leaving him stranded and unconscious. He is rescued by former nurse Annie, who claims to be his biggest fan.

Annie brings him to her remote cabin to recover, where her obsession takes a dark turn when she discovers that Sheldon is killing off Misery, her favorite character.

The success of Misery is due to the chemistry between Bates and Caan. While no romantic sparks exist, the taut scenes of captor and captee are enthralling as the audience nervously awaits what could happen next.

At first, thankfully rescued by Annie, Paul quickly realizes he may be better off dead. Seemingly shifting from kind to rage, Bates flawlessly reveals to the audience that something is not quite right with Annie.

As the actors play cat-and-mouse with their characters, each scene is potent as deeper levels of character texture are surfaced, especially with Annie. Why she is no longer a nurse is shocking.

They even share a tender scene dining over a lovely meal of meatloaf and red wine, though one character’s intentions are spoiled before too long.

Bits of dark humor surface mainly as Annie uses the words ‘cockadoodie’ and ‘poop’ and greedily munches on chips while watching her favorite game shows.

Keeping with the suspense, Reiner’s direction employs several jumps and starts as Annie suddenly appears out of the blue, fiendishly hovering over the injured Paul in his bed, with a look of rage or, in some cases, of unrequited love.

Comparisons to the television series Twin Peaks (1990-1991) and the films Fargo (1996) and What Ever Happened to Baby Jane? (1962) can be recognized.

Supporting characters, the capable Sheriff Buster (Richard Farnsworth) and the horny Deputy Virginia (Frances Sternhagen), are also a married couple, and the cold, snowy small town with peculiar characters like the folksy general store clerk comes to mind when thinking of the aforementioned 1990s efforts.

The claustrophobic bedroom setting where one bedridden sane character relies on an insane character for food and medicine recalls the 1960s cult classic well. When another character uncovers the charade and tries to save the victim, the audience lets out a brief sigh of relief before the rug is pulled out from under them.

Finally, with little to do as Paul’s book agent, it’s nonetheless a treat to see legendary screen actress Lauren Bacall appear in the film.

While many of Stephen King’s adaptations are mediocre or less, it’s nice to see Misery (1990) achieve its due. Alongside Stand By Me (1986), this makes two successful King adaptations by director Reiner.

Oscar Nominations: 1 win-Kathy Bates-Best Actress (won)

2025 Films, Christoph Waltz, David Bradley, Drama, Felix Kammerer, Guillermo del Toro, Horror, Lars Mikkelsen, Mia Goth, Oscar Isaac, Science Fiction

Frankenstein-2025

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Frankenstein-2025

Director Guillermo del Toro

Starring Oscar Isaac, Jacob Elordi, Mia Goth

Scott’s Review #1,510

Reviewed January 15, 2026

Grade: A

Guillermo del Toro, known for his astounding production and art design in his films, hits a home run with a remake of Frankenstein (2025) based on Mary Shelley’s 1818 novel, unmasking a beautifully crafted film.

He pulls out all the stops to achieve an exquisite gothic look that is hard not to be mesmerized by. It reminds me of the HBO series Penny Dreadful (2014-2016) in both its subject matter and its visual style.

I worried that the sets and designs would usurp the story, but especially in the final act, the film becomes very character-driven, especially the Creature, played by Jacob Elordi. It is easy to garner sympathy for his character as the story progresses and he goes from bald and alien-like to disheveled and wild-looking.

The film is divided into three chapters: Prelude, Victor’s Tale, and The Creature’s Tale, so the pace is structured with shifting perspectives. This is a wise move.

Victor Frankenstein (Oscar Isaac) is a brilliant but egotistical scientist who brings a creature to life in a monstrous experiment that ultimately leads to the undoing of both the creator and his tragic creation.

The inclusion of Victor’s brother, William (Felix Kammerer), Elizabeth (Mia Goth), and the Blind Man (David Bradley) adds interesting and potent supporting characters who help reveal the intentions of the more prominent characters.

Mesmerizing are the sequences in the dark, evening settings, and especially within the grandiose walls of the estate where William and Elizabeth are to be married.

The cool blueish hues amongst the glowing burning candlelight provide a warm yet gruesome tone. As Elizabeth, clad in her pale white wedding dress, is carried down the bold staircase by the creature, her abdomen is caked in scarlet red blood, amid falling flower petals, another example of the powerful visuals.

In contrast, the daytime sequences usually take place amid a blustery snowstorm or in frigid, barren wastelands, with a very white color palette. Del Toro doesn’t even need to use wind sounds to portray the frigid landscape perfectly.

Lastly, the costumes are award-worthy. From the seventeenth-century wedding outfits the attendees wear to the filthy rags the Creature dons, all are well defined by societal class. The kindly Blind Man wears modest attire and lives in a barren forest area.

While both are superior in excellence and storytelling, 2025’s Frankenstein is vastly different from the 1931 version directed by James Whale and starring legendary horror actor Boris Karloff. Made nearly one hundred (gasp!) years apart, they are dissimilar in ways, and the former is more faithful to Shelley’s novel.

Elordi deserves kudos for infusing the Creature with humanity and sympathy, a character that many perceive as nothing more than a monster.  His kindness and compassion mask the torture and pain he feels, wishing for death at nearly every turn.

The hulking actor is a perfect fit from a physical perspective, lumbering along the terrain and brooding with pain. His tentative relationship with Elizabeth is touching to see, and the future possibilities are endless, were it not for tragedy.

Isaac and Goth are also impressive. As the true film villain, Isaac’s Frankenstein is also tortured but turns to lies and deception to mask his pain. Goth, parlaying from indie horror into mainstream cinema, is one to watch as she chooses her next roles.

The lovely male relationship between the creature and the blind man is a true testament to kindness and what friendship is all about.

With his legendary visual touch, Guillermo Del Toro resurrects Frankenstein (2025) with a magnificent, nearly operatic offering that’s gloriously gothic and heartbreaking, with exceptional performances and visual mastery.

In this case, his story matches his visuals.

Oscar Nominations: 3 wins-Best Picture, Best Supporting Actor-Jacob Elordi, Best Adapted Screenplay, Best Cinematography, Best Costume Design (won), Best Makeup & Hairstyling (won), Best Original Score, Best Production Design (won), Best Sound

2023 Films, Carter Smith, Johnny Berchtold, Kyle Gallner, Liza Weil, Thriller

The Passenger-2023

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The Passenger-2023

Director Carter Smith

Starring Johnny Berchtold, Kyle Gallner

Scott’s Review #1,509

Reviewed January 10, 2026

Grade: A-

The Passenger (2023) is a powerfully disturbing film that examines one’s purpose in life, specifically through the three main characters and a deadly chain of events set over the course of one day in a small town in Louisiana.

But if looked at more closely, lesser characters are also worth noting, making the message relatable to any viewer who feels suffocated or unmotivated.

The story is thought-provoking and intelligently written, offering a sometimes bleak perspective of existence and why we are here. The choices we make often leave scars and a life filled with regret, or, in some cases, blossom into new beginnings.

While a bit depressing as a whole, the film is rich with terrific performances and spot-on detail to small-town life. An independent-style budget is a winning formula with many exterior scenes enhancing the film’s tone.

The climactic diner scene is compelling, and the film ultimately ends on a hopeful note with a significant character having a bright future while another does not.

Randy Bradley (Johnny Berchtold) is a mysterious young man with little to say, harboring a secret from his childhood. He works at a fast-food restaurant in a dismal town, where two irritating coworkers bully him.

Randy’s boss takes a shine to him and sees a potential promotion in his future, but also doesn’t even know his first name and assumes that his last name is his first.

During a particularly dull morning shift, Randy’s coworker, Benson (Kyle Gallner), goes on a berserk and violent rampage when he sticks up for Randy. The two young men spend the rest of the day cruising the streets of their small town, pondering life and Randy’s past mistakes.

Benson is intrigued by Randy and determined to help him face his past while wrestling with his own demons and fits of aggression, which only deepen the chaos.

The Passenger could have easily been a by-the-numbers thriller and a shoot ’em up good time, but it’s more cerebral than that. The character-driven writing doesn’t always satisfy, but it raises the film way above the ranks of a genre film.

The bloody killing spree at the burger joint is exceptionally tense and the film’s best scene. As Randy is humiliated, with a seething Benson silently mopping the floor in the background, it is nail-biting to know what will happen next.

The culminating bloodsplattering will impress auteur director Quentin Tarantino and is clearly patterned after his work. It’s always satisfying when villains get their due in a bloody and gory fashion. As the dead bodies are callously dragged off to the walk-in freezer, the audience will undoubtedly give a quick smirk.

The intrigue of Randy’s backstory slowly unfolds, so the audience comes to understand the character. A terrible event that occurred in second grade involving a teacher, Miss Beard (Liza Weil), resurfaces as the teacher is introduced to the canvas in the final chapter.

How Miss Beard has fared since the event is enjoyable.

What puzzles me about The Passenger is the motivations and inner demons of Benson, though I find the character fascinating, and Gallner deserves recognition for his performance.

Suffering from rage issues, his mother appears to be bedridden at their home during a mysterious David Lynch/Twin Peaks-inspired scene when she meets Randy and asks him for the telephone.

Is Benson her caretaker? What are her issues?

Later, Benson brutally attacks a principal who was once his third-grade teacher. The beating is so savage that the man later dies. Why?

Still, the film’s minimalist nature adds oodles of realism. Despite modern times, 1970s and 1980s automobiles are seen, including Benson’s large yellow Chrysler, which has seen better days. The car is seen so often that it becomes a character.

A local greasy spoon diner where the servers have worked for years is paired with tired-looking homes and grey skies. These elements create an atmosphere that offers a rawness far superior to that of a movie set.

Director Carter Smith brings the intensity with boiling emotions and simmering secrets that examine characters residing in a small town, probably repressed. His offering, The Passenger (2023), is a pleasant surprise with flawless performances by its leads, Gallner and Berchtold.

1962 Films, Comedy, Deborah Walley, Disney, Fred MacMurray, James Neilson, Jane Wyman, Jessie Royce Landis, Kevin Corcoran, Michael Callan, Tommy Kirk

Bon Voyage!-1962

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Bon Voyage! -1962

Director James Neilsen

Starring Fred MacMurray, Jane Wyman

Scott’s Film Review #1,508

Reviewed January 8, 2026

Grade: B

James Neilson, known for directing both film and television and well-versed in the Walt Disney vibe, having worked throughout the 1960s on the television series Walt Disney’s Wonderful World of Color, provides fans of European travel with a feast of locale riches.

He offers Bon Voyage! (1962), an entertaining family adventure that multi-generations can enjoy.

Paris is the primary setting with the Eeifel Tower, the Louvre Museum, and Notre Dame prominently featured. Still, London, the French Riviera, and snippets of New York City are also featured.

Watching the film decades after 1962 is a pure delight, seeing how outfits, people, and landmarks have changed over the years.

This is the obvious highlight for me, though the dynamic between the Willards is fun in a lighthearted way, seesawing between comedy and sentimentality.

At times, the comedy is more bafoonish than laugh-out-loud, and the sequences more plot-driven than believable.

Nonetheless, the chemistry between the actors is prominent, and the story is wholesome and predictable, culminating in a feel-good experience.

After twenty years of marriage, Terre Haute, Indiana, plumber Harry Willard (Fred MacMurray) finally makes good on his promise to take his wife, Katie, played by Jane Wyman (ex-wife of United States President Ronald Reagan), on a luxurious cruise to Europe.

Hardly a honeymoon; they are accompanied by their brood: nineteen-year-old son, Elliott (Tommy Kirk), eighteen-year-old daughter, Amy (Deborah Walley), and eleven-year-old son, Skipper (Kevin Corcoran).

From the moment the group arrives at the dock by taxi cab, the bumbling Harry nearly loses the passports, and an unending series of mishaps ensues, including Amy’s romantic entanglement with handsome, wealthy Nick (Michael Callan), a sewer adventure, and a passionate Hungarian man pursuing Katie.

The film experiences highs and lows throughout.

Is Nick meant to be a disliked character? He’s actually my favorite character, except maybe for Harry, and is written quite daringly for the early 1960s, with him fervently questioning marriage and other institutions.

He ultimately disregards his wealth and decides to relocate to New York to forge a career without his family’s wealth or expectations, much to his mother, the contessa’s (Jessie Royce Landis), chagrin.

However, I could have done with more than one scene from the fabulous Landis, best known for Hitchcock’s To Catch a Thief (1955) and North by Northwest (1959), in which she also plays interesting mothers.

Though she steals her lone scene as she drips with jewels, a gorgeous dress, and struts around her lavish party, exclaiming ‘dahling’ whenever she can, we never get enough of her fabulous antics.

Still, Nick seems to be the only character with a solid set of balls who stands against societal expectations. His tense scenes with Harry about life and love are the only times the film’s writing is daring.

The rest of the writing is relatively safe and tepid.

Amy comes across as a bit wishy-washy about sex and marriage, and after prancing along the beach in a tacky outfit, she seems more of a nitwit than a serious character.

Maybe she and Nick don’t belong together after all?

Elliott, while cute in his pursuit of young women and attempts to impress them with unfounded wealth, his act grows tiresome by the film’s conclusion.

The most palpable couple is Harry and Katie, whose tender love shines through as an inspiration to other characters. The chemistry between MacMurray and Wyman is strong, showcasing them as reliable and stalwarts of true love.

Bon Voyage! (1962) is a kindhearted film, marginally recommended mainly for the locales. It’s mostly a safe affair, save for one character, and pales in comparison to more weighty films to come during the 1960s.

Oscar Nominations: Best Costume Design (Color), Best Sound

2025 Films, Biography, Craig Brewer, Drama, Ella Anderson, Erika Slezak, Fisher Stevens, Hugh Jackman, Jim Belushi, Kate Hudson, King Princess, Michael Imperioli, Mustafa Shakir

Song Sung Blue-2025

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Song Sung Blue-2025

Director Craig Brewer

Starring Hugh Jackman, Kate Hudson

Scott’s Review #1,507

Reviewed January 5, 2026

Grade: A

Knowing nothing about the film Song Sung Blue (2025) other than brief snippets of a trailer, it wasn’t on my radar to see. A sole Golden Globe Awards nomination by star Kate Hudson felt like a sentimental effort rather than merit.

Appearing to be little more than a feel-good holiday time release with a sprinkling of schmaltz and a money grab to nostalgic fans of entertainer Neil Diamond, I hesitated to go to the theater to see it.

To my immediate surprise and delight, the theater was nearly full, an anomaly in today’s quick-to-streaming world, but the importance of movie theaters is a topic for another day.

While Song Sung Blue is a delightful crowd pleaser and the songs are catchy and infectious, there is a darkness to the story, based on real-life events, that I didn’t see coming.

By combining a local singing duo’s triumph with tragedy, the film creates a perfect counterbalance that had me and the audience I was with in both tears and chuckles.

The project appears to be based on a 2008 documentary about the real-life couple.

The film stars Hugh Jackman and Hudson as Mike and Claire Sardina, who perform as the Neil Diamond tribute band Lightning & Thunder in their local area of Wisconsin, circa the 1990s.

They are struggling blue-collar folks eeking out a living as an impersonator and a part-time hairdresser, respectively. While both are middle-aged, each with an ex-spouse and a teenage daughter, and tons of bills to pay, they nonetheless adore performing in any capacity and love the thrill of life.

Mike is a recovering alcoholic, and Claire suffers from bouts of depression. Still, they meet early in the film, fall in love, and marry almost immediately.

The actors Jackman and Hudson have enormous chemistry, which makes the film work so well. The audience instantly buys their connection, love of performing, and passion for music. Why couldn’t Mike and Claire have met years ago? It’s thanks to the actors that we wish they had.

While Jackman is terrific as the Diamond performer, dazzling and charismatic in each performance, he never usurps Hudson, nor is there a perception that she is merely a backup performer.

Truth be told, I was more enamored with Hudson’s performance by a hair. Immediately drawing me in with her spot-on Midwestern accent, which never wavered, her depiction of a single middle-aged mom living in the suburbs is perfection.

Trying to be calm but occasionally exploding with rage or bursts of gleeful excitement, Hudson never overacts or makes Claire seem ridiculous. Her late-1980s crappy car, discount-rack clothes, and heart-of-gold characterization work so well.

To cement the dysfunctional yet strong family’s bond, Mike’s daughter, Angelina (King Princess), and Claire’s daughter, Rachel (Ella Anderson), instantly bond. Joined by Claire’s son, Dayna, the family structure is set.

As essential add-ons, diversity is incorporated through family friends who represent ethnic, multicultural, and LGBTQ+ communities.

These strong bonds are crucial because, before Mike and Claire can even savor the success of becoming the opening band for a Pearl Jam concert and performing with singer Eddie Vedder, tragedy strikes when a terrible accident changes their lives forever.

The first of the family tragedies hits like a ton of bricks and is so brilliantly filmed. My audience gasped in pure shock at the turn of events. A mini sigh of relief at the hint that it’s all a dream is quickly extinguished by reality, making the sequence all the more powerful.

Craig Brewer, who both directs excellently and also writes the screenplay, must love music. He delves deep into Diamond’s catalog, mentioning more obscure songs like ‘Soolaimon’ besides the obvious mainstays, ‘Sweet Caroline’ and the title track.

Thanks to pitch-perfect performances by Jackman and Hudson, Song Sung Blue (2025) is paced perfectly and hits every emotional chord. With humor, heart, and drama, it delivers a fitting tribute to one of the most beloved singer-songwriters in modern music history.

Oscar Nominations: Best Actress-Kate Hudson

2025 Films, Art, Best International Film Oscar Winners, Drama, Elle Fanning, Inga Ibsdotter Lilleaas, International, International Drama, Joachim Trier, Norwegian, Renate Reinsve, Stellan Skarsgård

Sentimental Value-2025

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Sentimental Value-2025

Director Joachim Trier

Starring Renate Reinsve, Stellan Skarsgård, Elle Fanning

Scott’s Review #1,506

Reviewed December 22, 2025

Grade: A

Sentimental Value (2025) is a Norwegian art film with powerful themes of love and loss, suicide, intergenerational connections, family relationships, and cinema. The intertwining of the components makes the film both dark and hopeful, thanks to beautiful, layered performances.

It is brooding, thought-provoking, and relatable in many ways, mostly showcasing quality writing and excellent acting. Not as much of Norway’s majestic countryside is shown, especially in Oslo, where the film is set, as I had hoped.

Right off the bat, the audience receives narration about a house and the generations of events, some happy and some tragic, that have occurred over the years. The house, while changed, has persevered and has become a character in the film.

One could correlate the struggles of the house with those of life; in the film, the characters are deeply flawed and troubled, suffering from alcoholism and paranoia.

After their mother dies, two sisters, Nora (Renate Reinsve) and Agnes (Inga Ibsdotter Lilleaas), reunite with their estranged father, the charismatic Gustav (Stellan Skarsgård), a once-renowned director who offers stage actress Nora a role in what he hopes will be his comeback film.

The film is personal about Gustav’s frailty following his mother’s death by suicide.

When Nora turns it down, she soon discovers Gustav has given her part to an eager, yet cerebral, young Hollywood star played by Elle Fanning, who is a new fan of Gustav’s older work.

The past and deeply harbored secrets come to the surface as the characters struggle to maintain balance between their emotions and their interpretations of various life events.

An early sequence set in a theater sets the tone. Nora, a fabulous stage actor, suffers from severe stage fright, nearly rendering her unable to perform. The crew backstage scurries to calm her nerves and convince her to perform seconds before her cue. They’ve been through this before.

Nora is neurotic and, in fact, attempted suicide, which worries Agnes whenever there is a lapse in communication with her sister.

Other complexities, such as Gustav’s return, an unsuccessful relationship, and insecurities, affect Nora, especially when Rachel, the starlet, enters the picture.

But the winning formula is that Sentimental Value is not ‘the Nora show’. Agnes, Gustav, and Rachel are equally showcased and explored, making the film an ensemble piece.

Agnes, who starred in one of Gustav’s films as a young girl, is now married with a child and has left the industry far behind. Does she harbor regrets?

An aging Gustav has seen the cinematic world shift from grand, theater-style film work to television-style streaming platforms like Netflix, which are taking over. Has the world left him behind?

And young Rachel is frustrated by her limited acting roles, which have made her a star but don’t showcase her true talent or love of her craft. Does she even have talent, she wonders?

As a cinemaphile, Sentimental Value left me pondering the state of cinema in a time of limited theatergoers and the popularity of watching films at home on a television, or worse, on a mobile phone.

But the success and emotion of Sentimental Value come through its characters, Nora, Agnes, Gustav, and Rachel.

The house’s importance also amazed me. As in life, things constantly evolve and change; setbacks are experienced; life and death come and go; and the cycle of life continues.

Sentimental Value (2025) is a fantastic film with main themes about life and forgiveness. It is also a stark reminder, without being preachy, about the monumental importance of mental wellness and the crippling effects mental illness can have on people.

Oscar Nominations: 1 win-Best Picture, Best Director-Joachim Trier, Best Actress-Renate Reinsve, Best Supporting Actor-Stellan Skarsgård, Best Supporting Actress-Elle Fanning, Inga Ibsdotter Lilleaas, Best Original Screenplay, Best International Feature (won), Best Film Editing

2025 Films, Chloé Zhao, Drama, Emily Watson, Historical Drama, Jacobi Jupe, Jessie Buckley, Joe Alwyn, Noah Jupe, Paul Mescal, Sam Mendes, Steven Spielberg

Hamnet-2025

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Hamnet-2025

Director Chloé Zhao

Starring Jessie Buckley, Paul Mescal

Scott’s Review #1,505

Reviewed December 8, 2025

Grade: A

For lovers of William Shakespeare, the famous sixteenth-century playwright, poet, and actor, Hamnet (2025) is highly recommended for its recognition of his renowned tragedy, Hamlet, written in 1599 or 1600.

Any literature nut will ooze with pleasure, since the tragic play is the basis for the entire film, and its creation is grounded in the movie’s events. This allows viewers to understand the reason for it, despite some fictionalization.

A bonus is a portion of it being performed on stage late in the movie.

And for cinephiles, Hamnet features gorgeous cinematography, raw, emotionally charged performances, and a believable love story mired in heartbreak and ultimately hopefulness.

The film’s story dramatizes the marriage between Anne Hathaway (Agnes in the movie), played by Jessie Buckley, and William Shakespeare (Paul Mescal), and the impact of the tragic death of their eleven-year-old son, Hamnet, on their relationship, which inspired Shakespeare’s play, Hamlet.

Sam Mendes and Steven Spielberg produced the film, which ensured it was made, and Chloé Zhao directed it. The financial help undoubtedly ensured (hopefully) that Zhao could make the film she wanted, and the final product reflects her vision.

Zhao is well known for directing Nomadland (2021), a movie with powerful landscapes, and Hamnet is no different in its exterior riches, though it is set in the late 1500s rather than the present.

She includes peaceful green forests, lush with quiet, thoughtful sequences, leading the viewer to enjoy the tranquility and mystique rather than to incorporate a storyline purpose.

It’s an overall vibe.

As characters wander along a path or a garden, the audio enhancement of birds chirping pairs well with greenery or flowers lit with golden sunshine.

A colder, grey vibe enshrouds the interior scenes of humble cottages, where characters peel boiled eggs, perform tedious household tasks, or share a modest meal.

I totally bought the authenticity of the 16th and 17th-century locales, costumes, sets, and characters. This buy-in did wonders to reflect the believability of everything else.

The leading actors get an A+ for chemistry and connection, with powerfully acted, sometimes guttural scenes, scene after scene.

From the first garden scene, when Buckley and Mescal, strangers, meet amid instant attraction and infatuation, the scene smolders with fiery romance. How the actors conjured that amount of intensity is remarkable.

They are forever linked when they give in to their attraction, shortly after which results in a pregnancy, much to the chagrin of his family.

Separately, Agnes is intriguing and spiritual, rumored to be the daughter of a forest witch. Before her death, Agnes’ mother taught her herbal lore, which Agnes later uses to heal a cut on William’s forehead.

William is thoughtful, bookish, and very introspective. His intensity towards his writing and art is inspiring.

The characters get along, and Agnes even insists he go to London, where he can work in a proper environment and better understand his creative mindset.

Buckley especially delivers the goods with ferocious acting and startling realism.

Equally noteworthy are Jacobi and Noah Jupe, who play the real Hamlet and the stage Hamlet. Brothers in real life, both look similar and possess top-notch acting skills.

And can Emily Watson (playing Mary Shakespeare) not be great in anything?

A minor gripe is why Buckley is positioned as the lead actress while Mescal is deemed the supporting actor. As equals, it’s not her story versus his; together, they share the depth of the storyline as a pair. And Shakespeare as a supporting character doesn’t sound right.

Destined to be rewarded for its artistic merit, humanistic integrity, and truthful approach, Hamnet (2025) is a beautifully slow-building film. It elicits heartwarming cinematic perfection.

Oscar Nominations: 1 win-Best Picture, Best Director-Chloé Zhao, Best Actress-Jessie Buckley (won), Best Adapted Screenplay, Best Casting, Best Costume Design, Best Original Score, Best Production Design

2025 Films, Andrew Garfield, Ayo Edebiri, Chloë Sevigny, Julia Roberts, Luca Guadagnino, Michael Stuhlbarg, Thriller

After the Hunt-2025

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After the Hunt-2025

Director Luca Guadagnino

Starring Julia Roberts, Ayo Edebiri, Andrew Garfield

Scott’s Review #1,504

Reviewed November 29, 2025

Grade: B+

After the Hunt (2025) is a thriller mired in questions and secrets, which, from the outset, director Luca Guadagnino successfully creates. An atmosphere of the Yale University elitist intelligentsia, enshrouded in internal chaos, just reeking to be let go.

Julia Roberts reemerges into the awards conversation with a startlingly raw and introspective performance as Alma, a professor harboring a secret past that is invaded by present circumstances.

Guadagnino, known for the brilliant LGBTQ+-themed Call Me by Your Name (2017), usually incorporates emotional complexity, eroticism, and lavish visuals into his work. This one is highly character-driven, embellishing the thoughts and desires of the leads.

For the viewer, After the Hunt remains compelling because we don’t know whom to believe, with allegiances teetering from character to character, including Alma herself.

Alma drinks too much, pops pills, and has a secret apartment away from her eccentric husband, Frederick, wonderfully played by Michael Stuhlbarg. Despite being a psychiatrist, he coddles Alma and serves as her househusband rather than an equal, causing him peculiar bouts of weird behavior.

Meanwhile, Alma is desperately seeking tenure at Yale.

At a boozy party at Alma’s house one night, amid societal and philosophical conversations, Maggie (Ayo Edebiri), one of her students, uncovers a secret about Alma while snooping in her bathroom.

Later, Maggie, who is black and gay, leaves the party with Hank, one of Alma’s handsome colleagues (Andrew Garfield).

The next morning, Alma finds herself at a personal and professional crossroads when Maggie, a star student, levels an accusation against Hank, claiming she was sexually assaulted.

As the onion is peeled back, it is discovered that Maggie plagiarized a paper and has wealthy parents who help the University maintain its financial status. She is also obsessed with Alma, even wearing the same shade of fingernail polish.

At the same time, Hank is a volatile hothead with a vicious temper. Does he have a romantic past with Alma?

Who should Alma believe, and what should the audience think? Are we supposed to side with Maggie because it’s politically correct to believe a young black female over a white male?

Maggie immediately put me off. Was that the intention? I wanted to like her, but just didn’t. This was even before it was known that she was privileged.

By contrast, I immediately did like Hank. His passion for philosophy and his yearning for debate about the younger generation being coddled resonated with me.

Guadagnino offers more than solely a compelling story in After the Hunt.

As a Connecticut resident, the exterior locales are powerful. Rich camera shots of the massive Yale campus, especially on snowy days, provide wonderful texture to the film. A small, cruddy yet cozy Indian diner, strangely empty, serves as a meeting point for two poignant scenes.

Besides the campus, New Haven, Connecticut, is not the ritzy Greenwich, Connecticut, by any means, and Guadagnino must have realized this by incorporating ugly waterside views and glimpses of factories.

A quiet, introspective director, many scenes of Alma staring into the distance, in thought or pondering life, play well with philosophical debate scenes between faculty and students.

While the film’s pacing is slow, it works for me. And throughout the question remains of what Alma’s secret is and whether Hank sexually assaulted Maggie, or is it all lies?

The film is also reminiscent of Fatal Attraction (1987) or Single White Female (1992). The key to the film may lie in Maggie’s obsession with Alma, which slowly unfolds.

In what may be Julia Roberts’ best film role to date, After the Hunt (2025) doesn’t hit a home run with a slightly ambiguous, unsatisfying ending, but with stellar performances from Roberts, Edebiri, Garfield, and Stuhlbarg, it’s enough to warrant a watch.

1976 Films, Brian De Palma, Cliff Robertson, Geneviève Bujold, John Lithgow, Thriller

Obsession-1976

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Obsession-1976

Director Brian De Palma

Starring Cliff Robertson, Geneviève Bujold, John Lithgow

Scott’s Review #1,503

Reviewed November 25, 2025

Grade: B+

Brian De Palma’s Obsession was made in 1976, the same year as his iconic horror film Carrie, which made him a household name. This kicked off a period of other great De Palma films, like Dressed to Kill (1980) and Blow Out (1981).

The marginally successful film gained respectability because the director acknowledged that Alfred Hitchcock’s 1958 masterpiece Vertigo heavily influenced Obsession, which undoubtedly drew many to sit up and take notice.

Since Vertigo is a film I am ‘obsessed’ with, I can easily see the blueprint that it is on many levels.

Film composer and Hitchcock stalwart Bernard Herrmann beautifully scores both movies, so the similarities are undeniable on both a musical and a plot level. I immediately recognized the orchestral and mysterious notes that fill Vertigo with intrigue and sophistication.

A case of doppelgangers and an obsession with a presumed-dead character or the ghost of someone from the past are common elements in both, as a tangled web is spun.

The heroic male character struggles with this obsession while spiraling out of control and making rash or poor decisions.

The story begins in 1959 and centers on a prominent New Orleans businessman, Michael Courtland (Cliff Robertson), who is riddled with guilt following the death of his wife, Elizabeth (Geneviève Bujold), and daughter during a kidnapping-rescue attempt gone wrong.

Fast forward to 1975, and Brian, while traveling to Florence, Italy, meets and falls in love with a young woman who is the exact look-alike of his long-dead wife. He must do anything to have her and imagines she actually is his wife.

While Obsession is a compelling film with an appropriate, suspenseful buildup and a startling twist during the final act, Vertigo’s influence also makes it a weakness for Obsession on its own merits.

Since I knew it was patterned after such greatness, I also found myself constantly comparing it. While Obsession is good, it’s also more of an opening act to Vertigo’s headliner status.

Some standard De Palma particulars are incorporated, which is what I waited for throughout, and some are not.

The slow-motion sequence appears at the conclusion of the film, in a long shot of an airport terminal, as one character runs to another. The fact that one character weilds a hidden gun makes the perilous situation even more daring.

The dreamlike quality is apparent, including a puzzling romance scene in which Michael imagines a marriage and a steamy bedroom sequence with Elizabeth. He also imagines the kidnapping events happening again.

Is this real or imagined?

The split screen, so potent in Sisters and Dressed to Kill, is abandoned altogether.

De Palma also treads lightly on the subject matter of incest that could have made Obsession daring and cutting edge, but instead is softened considerably. This irritated me slightly, since I assumed there would be pushback from studio executives.

Robertson and Bujold have adequate chemistry, and it’s a treat to see John Lithgow in what would be the first of several De Palma films.

Obsession (1976) is worth a watch for De Palma fans because, like Sisters (1973), it offers a glimpse of the greatness he was about to achieve with grander, more fleshed-out efforts.

Some early tools from the director’s arsenal are featured, making the watch enjoyable and a treat for anyone with a fondness for what air travel was like in the mid-1970s, well before terrorism and 9/11 changed the world forever.

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