A film so uninspired and generic that even complaints about it will sound cliched and rehashed, the latest cinematic incarnation of Robin Hood is so vaporous that viewers will forget they’re watching it as it’s unfolding.
Jamie Dornan
With A Private War, a biopic about the life and work of war journalist Marie Colvin, director Matthew Heineman makes a convincing and confident leap from documentaries to dramatic storytelling, and Rosamund Pike delivers what might go down as her best performance to date.
Fifty Shades Freed, the final cinematic adaptation of the bestselling series of erotic novels by E.L. James, barely qualifies as a movie, but it’s also the most palatable and knowingly silly entry in the franchise.
A confused, misanthropic mess from start to finish, the gorgeous to look at and admittedly well performed adult fantasy The 9th Life of Louis Drax doesn’t make a lick of emotional or logical sense.