McConaughey’s Kenny (played as uncouth schlub)
Aspires to make it to mining’s rich club.
His quest for gold
Didn’t have me sold.
Tedious; uninteresting characters (there’s the rub).
Young Félicie, in an orphanage in France,
Has one heartfelt dream: to dance.
A lovely story of persistence
In the face of resistance,
As we see her fight for her chance.
Fathers Rodrigues and Garrpe petition to be deployed …
To investigate (rumours of mentor’s faith destroyed).
It’s a hard slog, I’ll grant,
As we wonder who’ll recant.
But there’s a profundity in Scorsese’s staring into the void.
The story of a life (to struggle, love, yearn …),
Both beautiful and brutal, by turn.
It’s just so exquisite,
It demands a revisit.
A masterpiece; a staggering slow burn.
Young Moana: for future Chief role, she’s groomed.
But new problems mean her island might be doomed.
The film’s an inspiring creation:
Delightful story, songs, animation …
And displays of bravery and grit when problems loomed.
Here, sledgehammer-level subtlety’s embraced
(RE: the metaphors with which the film is laced).
Through its ill-advised pulse,
Most moments ring false.
A talented cast put to terrible, sinful waste.
It feels like an Old Hollywood descendant.
The look and colour: deliciously resplendent.
The dreamers; their folly ….
Plus related melancholy.
… And there’s a montage that’s simply transcendent.
Despite two usually charismatic leads at the fore,
Sadly the direction and some script elements equal snore.
And engagement wanes fast
Because it’s impossible to get past
The morally repugnant, unconscionable act at its core.
Three brilliant women, each with a maths-related vocation
Working at NASA, in a time of segregation.
Wonderful performances; uplifting;
Hard-fought journeys; attitudes shifting …
This feel-good film’s quite a joyous creation.
Laird (eccentric, filterless tech millionaire dude)
Tries to woo Steph’s fam (tatt; post-modern food).
Some silly, fun laughs to be had …
But I would have been glad
If in every scene, less minutes accrued.