Mother!

Moving cinematography puts viewers in the feverish nightmare of an unamused muse abused. Mediocre digital effects and inconsistent pacing damage structural integrity of a creative internal haunted house built on a foundation of densely packed symbolism which ultimately devolves into Boschian cinematic orgy where generating exclamation seems the main point.

Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales

It’s another Turner’s turn to cage Sparrow into fighting a bigger baddy. Chaotic whirlpool of a plot plays broken compass so aggressively that Depp nearly loses his head. Silva’s stint in No Ocean for Living Men is predictably entrancing, but excessive parent-child cheese drops an anchor into otherwise surfable wave.

To the Wonder

Malick picks over-ripe fruit from earlier tree and cooks them into somber slice of life.  Plot meanders aimlessly, probably struggling to see with endless sunsets in its eyes.  Cast who actually made the cut prove they can walk with feeling. Title is a toast to wondering what the film’s about.

Skyfall

Hopscotches between Bondiest Bond ever, and not a Bond film at all.  Worst Craig opening yet, followed by uncharacteristically character driven flick with interludes of digital dragons and rogue subways. Inception Island for Old Bardem, Straw Dogs third act, and perfect closing scene confuse the hell out of Chicken Little.