claira curtis’s review published on Letterboxd:
All of last year, I eagerly awaited and anticipated my chance to finally watch Promising Young Woman, a film I was so certain would be right up my alley. All of this year, I eagerly awaited and anticipated my chance to finally watch Last Night in Soho, a film I was so certain would be right up my alley. What do these two films have in common? I was let down by both tremendously.
Edgar Wright’s first major film with a female protagonist and boy, does that show. I think there were interesting and exciting concepts presented here in theory but they sputter out quickly, especially as the greater points are revealed. Those truthfully left a nasty taste in my mouth, a frown on my face, and provided all I needed as motivation to ditch the theater the second the credits started rolling.
Michael Ajao plays endearingly charming and caring so, so well. If only he actually had more to his character beyond just an eagerness to listen and smile. Anya Taylor Joy and Thomasin McKenzie both are absolutely dazzling in their performances. But enchanting women, who can deliver on range, and a kindhearted man, who I can’t even call a lead considering the lack of depth despite the frequent appearances on screen, do not make a great examination on sex work, misogyny, and mental illness, all of which Last Night in Soho attempts to be without succeeding in any regard (in my personal opinion). I am once again on my knees begging for these issues to be handled with greater depth and care. Maybe someday it’ll happen… Maybe someday.