This is Tarantino’s most romantic film. Not just a love letter to cinema, but an enduring look at our tradition to entertain ourselves.
The problem of Stuber is that it constantly underachieves the deeper it tries to go in the plot.
From the moment the twist hits, Parasite is brutal, violent, thrilling and completely unpredictable. And as it steers towards the end, it becomes progressively darker.
Far from Home is the real conclusion to the entire saga that started in 2008 with Iron Man, and I can see why.
Mostly these episodes come and go without a cohesive through line that sees them work for the benefit of the bigger picture. On their own they are as charming as tea with scones.
With Aladdin, Guy Ritchie seems to completely miss the opportunity that was granted to him and, in the process, falls on his biggest sin.
At this point it’s almost impossible to be objective about a Marvel Studios film. They transcend the expectations of not just the genre itself, but of Hollywood and the machinations of a blockbuster.