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Warning: This review contains spoilers for seasons 1 and 2 of The OA.
“Trying to describe TheOA to a person who hasnt watched the Netflix series is difficult. It’s got supernatural elements. It’s got science fiction elements. It’s got cultish elements. The main characters obsessively follow a theory about multiple dimensions, which includes choreographed movements to send people to these other dimensions. Nothing about TheOAseason 2, which debuted on Netflix last Friday, is clichd or predictable. Watching it feelslike being immersed in an interactive experience while taking psychedelics.
DIRECTOR: Brit Marling, Zal Batmanglij
Brit Marling jumps into another dimension in this wonderfully bizarre series.
If you havent yet watched , which was released in December 2016, stop reading this review and go watch it now. To recap: Prairie Johnson (Brit Marling), a blind woman in her late 20s, mysteriously appears after being missing for seven years. But as her adoptive parents discover, her vision has been completely restored. Prairie was kidnapped by a scientist named Hunter Aloysius “Hap” Percy (Jason Isaacs), who is studying people whove had a near-death experience (NDE)……………………………………………………………..”
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Midsommar Review – 5 Stars!
Florence Pugh is plunged into a terrifying pagan bacchanal in a magnificent folk-horror tale from Hereditary director Ari Aster
“There’s nothing cosy about these midsummer murders, and Midsommar could turn out to be folk-horror for the Fyre festival age. Ari Aster is the film-maker who made his feature debut just last year with the chiller Hereditary, and now presents us with this fantastically sinister and self-aware Euro-bacchanal, clearly inspired by the 1973 classic The Wicker Man. And that is not the only riff. When Hereditary came out, I guessed (correctly, as it turned out) that the director was thinking about Bergman’s Cries and Whispers. I’m now going to bet 20p that before shooting Midsommar, Aster took another look at Tarkovsky’s The Sacrifice.
Midsommar is an outrageous black-comic carnival of agony, starring charismatic Florence Pugh in a comely robe and floral headdress. It features funny-tasting pies and chorally assisted ritual sex, with pagan celebrants gazing into the middle distance and warbling as solemnly as the young dudes in the Coca-Cola TV ad about teaching the world to sing. It’s all set in an eerily beautiful sunlit plain, bounded by forests and lakes. This is supposed to be somewhere in northern Sweden, but was filmed in Hungary, and Aster, cinematographer Pawel Pogorzelski and production designer Henrik Svensson have collaborated on what are surely digitally assisted images: the sky and fields becoming a bouquet of vivid and beautiful blues and greens. The music from British composer Bobby Krlic (AKA the Haxan Cloak) is sensually creepy………………………”
What’s My Name: Muhammad Ali review – from prodigy to legend
Part one of Antoine Fuqua’s film shows the transformation within a decade from 12-year-old boxing novice Cassius Clay into the heavyweight champion of the world
“I asked my mother when I went to church on Sunday: ‘Why is everything white? What happened to all the black angels?’”
So Muhammad Ali told an interviewer, before giving a knowing look and – boom! – the punchline. “Black angels are in the kitchen preparing milk and honey.”