M. Night Shyamalan returns as writer and director with this flimsy and annoying horror attempt that loses everything cinema audiences previously liked about Shyamalan. The man who was once the king of unforeseeable plot twists now presents minor plot developments that can be seen from the opening minutes of the film onwards. So sit tight and please welcome to the stage jump scares, overacting, uninteresting characters that you couldn’t possibly hope to sympathise with, and a general feel that someone has attempted to copy David Lynch’s style and mixed it with the bog standard recipe for a shit modern horror.
Woody Allen delivers his modern masterpiece with this surreal yet melancholic comedy that focuses on time travel and nostalgia. The entire cast is superb, with stand out performances from Rachel McAdams in her bitchiest role since Mean Girls, and Corey Stoll as Ernest Hemingway. The writing for the film is really what makes it a special experience, with the main character questioning his relationship and his place in the modern day. It’s a fantastically creative piece that will please those who are fans of literature and romance films. It is groundbreaking in a delicate but dignified manner.
Hayao Miyazaki returns for his last film, one of the most beautiful films I have ever seen. An animation that is not necessarily for children, but instead stands as the mature conclusion to Miyazaki’s catalogue. Based partially on true events The Wind Rises is placed in an interesting historical context which includes natural disasters, an oncoming war, and the inspiring determination of a young man following his dreams. It may be a more mature subject but it still has the imaginative and experimental flare of Miyazaki’s previous work. Both heartbreaking and moving, this exceptional film makes grown men cry.