Honest and virtuous intentions make the core of The Starling impossible to hate, but the film fails to understand the inherent uniqueness of grief.
It is make or break time for Nicolas Cage, and Pig offers him a rare opportunity that may just begin a brighter future away from the shlock of his recent works.
Striking, boisterous and arrogant, Schrader hits the high notes he was always capable of with The Card Counter.
Free Guy marks Ryan Reynolds as a squeaky-clean leading man once again, relying all too clearly on his bland brand of humour.
Nearing the end is no trouble at all for Clint Eastwood, but Cry Macho is an underwhelming swansong for the veteran director.