Under The Skin's off-kilter creepiness and nods to a slew of cinematic predecessors mark this as a singularly brilliant and memorable achievement.
Underwhelming and featuring De Niro with his top off (insert sad face here) it seems all involved have missed a chance to make something that could have been at the very least interesting if not entertaining.
A well-made action thriller sadly let down a great deal by a tired plot and weak performances from supporting cast, but a terrific performance from Chris Pine as Jack Ryan and some fantastic action sequences make up for it. Well worth seeing.
With typically memorable characters and a delicious soundtrack, Inside Llewyn Davis is another fine addition to the Coen Brothers catalogue of depressed manhood.
The “third generation” feels shaky in the time period Wolf covers, which is part of why it’s so fascinating. It’s easy to make a film about the hip-shaking, war-hating hippies and punks of the 1950’s onwards – the period 1904-45 is certainly not one remembered for the waves of youths. But with so many lost in war and hopeless rebellion, remembering this generation is clearly something important – the stories of the four narrators come together to portray the teenager as we know it about to be born.
Featuring two very strong performances and a good ensemble cast is not enough to save this very downbeat and unpleasant affair. Mean people being mean to each other just isn’t very entertaining.
As entertaining as the film can be, you're not looking at too many differences between The Wolf Of Wall Street and an American Pie movie.
At best it’s just another run-of-the-mill scary movie.
Inside Llewyn Davis is a journey through one mans sadness as he attempts to realise his musical potential or at least make those around him believe in what he sees himself. Unapologetically true to life and mesmerising in the same breath.
A compelling watch, for two hours you are given a peak behind the curtain of professional cycling.