Everybody do the standing still.
Whilst not exactly a real improvement on the last outing, The Next Level is solidly entertaining stuff.
Playing with Fire is risible white-hot garbage.
The new Charlie’s Angels, like far too many other films this year, is not unenjoyable but has barely anything going on under the surface.
Although well-intentioned and full of evident promise, Blue Story sees Rapman buckling under the weight of overstretched ambition and insufficient experience.
A new GLOW arc kicks off with a new creative team… and the growing pains that fact insinuates.
The third official clipping. album is the project’s best yet but still finds them frustratingly far from true greatness.
Whilst easily their best work post-reformation, Beneath the Eyrie is still a plodding, repetitive, dull work by a band who used to mean more.
The Center Won’t Hold is Sleater-Kinney’s weakest record since Call the Doctor. It’s still pretty goddamn great, though.
JT LeRoy actively avoids exploring its fascinating true story both thematically and dramatically to instead put out a bog-standard hit-piece.