chief film critic for IndieWire.
(update 5/29/23: taking another month off to be with the baby, so this is back in effect until july 1)
***quick programming note***
i usually only log the movies i watch for work, but i'm not gonna be writing any full-length reviews for the next little while (you can thank my imminent baby daughter for that), so this page is just going to be a diaristic, sleep-deprived, paternity-brained free-for-all until July. and then it'll go back to normal.
an *incredible* amount of ambient hockey. other movies should take note.
Just when it seemed like Cannes couldn’t get any worse for “Indiana Jones and The Dial of Destiny,” it turns out that James Mangold’s $300 million sequel wasn’t even the festival’s best movie about a sad and grumpy archeologist who chases a band of tomb raiders across the waters of Italy in order to stop them from selfishly exploiting a priceless artifact from before the birth of Christ. What are the odds?
Strange as that coincidence might be, it’s no…
Barbara Minerva: I used to be a nerd who nobody liked but now I am hot and bulletproof and can pull off Robert Smith-levels of eyeliner.
Maxwell Lord: but don’t you want *more*?
Barbara Minerva: i want… to be cat.