Interesting and intense directorial choices find the sweet spot where absurdity, anxiety and satisfaction coexist in harmony.
Peppered with deadpan comedy, Agnes is a film of two halves that examines faith, loss, and what it truly means to be possessed.
Creepy set pieces compound sequences that build to crescendo and do not relent, while quiet moments offer little solace.
Bordering on unbearable, The Reverend pushes the limits of patience, the script basic and the acting self-consciously bad.
An unusually restrained Vincent Cassel is a pleasure, but it's a drawn-out story that runs out of steam before a rushed conclusion.
A disappointing film with a script that is too basic for any kind of social commentary Kevin Smith may have been aiming for.
All a rather predictable outcome that doesn't offer anything we've not seen before, but Anthony Hopkins saves it.
A confused affair that is a bizarre mishmash of clashing styles, with the barest of subplot revealed in just one line of dialogue.