Movie reviews of Hope Madden

Coco is no Toy Story, but it’s a lovely film. Review

An alarmingly natural, more alarmingly believable portrait of a psychopath. Review

Well-meaning, but wildly dishonest. Review

Gerwig offers genuine insight rather than nostalgia or, worse yet, lessons to be learned. Review

A satisfying tale with more power than just magic. Review

Little more than an id explosion in service of workplace fantasy. Review

It’s an Agatha Christie story. At its best, campy, stagey fun. At its worst, stale. Review

A gorgeous movie. Review

Halley keeps the ugliness of the world away with her own whimsy, and Vinaite’s onscreen chemistry with Prince is authentic and full of tenderness. Review

The result is a gorgeous, bloody mess that treads familiar ground but never wears out its welcome. Review

It’s a shame Woody and LBJ couldn’t have taken their excellent collaboration to a better production. Review

As was true with The Lobster, Farrell comfortably shoulders lead responsibilities in Lanthimos’s weird world. Review

Lifts self-parody to goofy heights, and maybe that’s OK. There’s no question the film entertains. Review

Hall’s storytelling can’t rise above cliché, but he manages to tell his painfully heartfelt tale without cloying manipulation or judgment. Review

The details are priceless, the performances impress and the whole thing is a hoot. Review

On paper, Felt’s a fascinating character, as any lifer in the bureau must be. And Liam Neeson’s a fine actor. Review

A muddled mess. Review

A powerful testament to Daniel Radcliffe’s potency as an actor. Review

More problematic, though, is the court case itself. Review

Whatever charm the filmmakers infuse into this recycled premise wears off just a tad before the credits roll. Review

Sounds like a hot mess, but damn if it doesn’t work. Review

Together they have drawn so much investment in these characters and their futures that you can’t help but stay tuned and attentive. Review

Offers style to spare, but it’s too shy with substance. Review

A big stew, and it’s equal parts self-indulgent and self-pitying. Review