ONE BATTLE AFTER ANOTHER Review

Paul Thomas Anderson and Leonardo DiCaprio Team-Up for the First Time to Deliver a Thrilling, Timely and Ambitious Film that Delivers on Every Front One Might Hope.

THE CONJURING: LAST RITES Review

Patrick Wilson and Vera Farmiga Return for One Final Paranormal Case as Ed and Lorraine Warren yet this Finale is Unfortunately more Dull than Devilish.

HIM Review

Jordan Peele's Latest Investment is Nothing More than a Collection of Metaphorical Imagery too Ornate to be Ignored yet Too Shallow to Explore its Full Implications.

THE LONG WALK Review

Director Francis Lawrence works from Stephen King Source Material to Craft an Intense Road Trip Film Unlike Any Other with Two Stand-Out Lead Performances.

A BIG BOLD BEAUTIFUL JOURNEY Review

Colin Farrell and Margot Robbie Star as Blank Canvases with Nothing to Lose and No Real Personality in this Dramedy from Kogonada that Romanticizes Romance.

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BETTER MAN Review

With better musical numbers - at least as far as how they’re conveyed in the format of film - than Wicked and a more innovative take on the musical biopic certainly than anything that has been released since Bohemian Rhapsody became a four-time Oscar winner, Better Man transcends its multiple genres and demolishes expectations via a number of choices, perspectives, and ideas. Chief among these being that the main character, British pop star Robbie Williams, is rendered as a chimpanzee for the entirety of the film. Whether this is due to the fact he felt “less evolved” than those around him, that he felt treated like a circus act during his "Take That" days, or simply that he became something of an animal once fame afforded him the space to be, the central gimmick is more admirable in a distracting fashion than it is an influential one, but it doesn't not work and that was the risk in taking such a swing.

The facet that actually separates Better Man from the current crop of musical biopics is the fact Williams himself couldn't give less of a shit about PR. That is to say, the man has no issue showing you his scars or telling you how he feels about those that surrounded him. Getting this kind of unfiltered access and perspective feels more and more rare these days when the majority of musical documentaries are more or less controlled and therefore extremely filtered pieces of marketing material for their subjects. Luckily, a puff piece is not what neither Williams nor director Michael Gracey were interested in. As these things always go, it begins with wanting to make a father proud because of the lack of attention said father paid to their child while still on their own quest for fame and fortune. This neglect enables the kind of imposter syndrome Williams suffers from throughout the film and likely still to this day even with all of the awards and accomplishments, propping up the drive that has ultimately placed him in a position to command his own musical biopic despite what some might consider proper talent.