REVIEW: CHARLIE'S ANGELS

3.5/5

Destiny's Child.

119 Mins. Starring: Kristen Stewart, Naomi Scott, Ella Balinska, Elizabeth Banks, Djimon Hounsou, Sam Claflin & Patrick Stewart. Director: Elizabeth Banks. 

Throttle on full. Good morning Charlie! The angels are back. But now spreading their heavenly wings with their own agency. 'Don't Call Them Angel' like a 'Bombshell' or Miley Cyrus, Ariana Grande and Lana Del Rey soundtrack big-three. This is 'Independent Woman' Part II for the child of destiny and the Me Too movement. Times Up to all the toxic notions that surround a stereotypical look of a movie like this. This really is a reboot. From the before it's time Farrah Fawcett, Kate Jackson and Cheryl Ladd seventies show, to the new millennium movie series starting the iconic holy trinity, nuns on the run of Cam Diaz, Lucy Liu and Drew Barrymore (serving as executive producer here). This one's even better than them and those movies has Joey, Bill Murray and the late, great Bernie Mac slapping surfboards in it. Woke is the word. As these angels won't bow down to any devil. This time it's not better the one you know. As these agents of change have given Bosley a whole new ranking status. As 'The Hunger Games', 'Pitch Perfect', 'Brightburn' and perfect 'Power Rangers' villain Elizabeth Banks not only writes the cheques and acts as the new Bosley, but also hones her new role as a dynamite, dynamic director. One outstanding one who knows how to bring the lights to Hamburg passport and postcard switching and swapping, camera angels that are empoweringly anything but Michael Bay of pigs demeaning and the awesome one, two, three punch action that is fist pitch perfect, white knuckles down. But who is the guardian of these angels now?

Out of the 'Twilight' and making Batfleck jokes on the Battinson new caped crusader day of her former vampire sucking love, indie darling, 'Personal Shopper', 'Underwater' actor Kristen Stewart is having all smiling and face pulling fun. Taking the lead from the minute she rips into a mansplaining creep. Mentally kicking his ass and then literally fighting for women's rights. Wrapping him up in drapes as it's curtains for him. All before she pulls off her wig to become the blonde bomber that owns this movie. Scene stealing and serving looks, from no sweat in the gym to the paddock of some whip smart horse riding attire. She is the cream of the crop. But spark like Candace Parker and the Ogwumike twins, this Hollywood big picture is all about three and this holy trinity is equal parts as only good as each other as they selflessly share the stage. The Jasmine of 'Aladdin' Princess Naomi Scott continues her classic calander that feels like she's walking on a magic carpet. But no one is showing her the world but her. And as the recruited brains of the operation next to the shoot first, you can't ask the dead questions later wings, she's tech technically the smartest. But they all have their skills. Like breakout star Ella Balinska about to follow fellow Great Brit Scott to the top ranks, as she unloads more magazines than those tired tabloid like ones that need to be stripped at a mini gun chopper chasing Robert Patrick, 'Terminator' like villain for a classic car chase that sees her seeing 'Red' like Bruce Willis for an iconic hang out the side of the door like a sidecar. This is as terrifically thrilling as it will be truly terrifying to those Trump types that aren't afraid of no ghost, but were of a female 'Ghostbusters' reboot that was actually really good. They'd probably lobby for an all male reboot movie. Talk about a parasite. It's a good job we have heroes like those super ones in this 'Oceans 8' age. These women are a wonder.

It's no longer a man's world now. It never really was. Sorry James Brown ("NO IT'S NOT!"). And it was always nothing without a woman anyway and from the real life heroes of the titles to more girl power celebrity cameos in the post credits than a Taylor Swift video, there's still no bad blood for some of the men that make this movie. 'Me Before You', 'Peaky Blinders' season 5 villain Sam Claflin channels his inner Zucker-douche-burg to play a tech giant. Whilst 'Gladiator' and 'Blood Diamond' legend Djimon Hounsou who acts in both Marvel ('Guardians Of The Galaxy' and 'Captain Marvel') and DC (the "touch my staff" of 'Shazam') movies (cue the Dave Chappelle bit, "I've done commercials for Pepsi and Coca Cola. I don't give a f###. Pepsi paid me last so...tastes better") is on hand for a fast and furious scene for the 'Furious 7' star. But as the Townsend agency takes it to town, with more Bosley's than Bill and Bernie, is anyone having more fun hamming it up than Sir Patrick Stewart? The gifted grandfatherly X-Men professor is the x-factor here like he was in 'Logan's' last run. And a year off 80 and making it so on his own 'Picard' spin-off 'Star Trek' show on Amazon, his prime time is now. But this next generation belongs to the angels Charlie and theses ones from base jumping to motorcycle tripping, skies to the streets spread their wings to inspire the next like those Instagram-able murals everyone poses in around your town. But who needs a filtered halo when these three queens have earned their crowns as they takeover the throne of this fun franchise that plays again for another roll like 'The Next Level' of 'Jumanji'? Heaven ain't seen no angels like this. Goodnight Charlie! TIM DAVID HARVEY. 

Further Filming: 'Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle', 'The Man From U.N.C.L.E.' (2015), 'Oceans 8'.

REVIEW: BOMBSHELL

4/5

Atomic Blondes.

108 Mins. Starring: Charlize Theron, Nicole Kidman, Margot Robbie, Kate McKinnon, Connie Britton, Rob Delaney, Mark Duplass, Richard Kind, Malcolm McDowell, Alice Eve, Allison Janney & John Lithgow. Director: Jay Roach.

Billie Eilish's cool as hell megahit 'Bad Guy' (that's been in everything from the "what if Superman was a prick", 'Brightburn' anti-superhero movie to the soundtrack of every radio station you've tuned into) and the bass beat of the bridge haunts an elevator like 'No Time To Die' the 18 years youngest ever will do the next James Bond theme, which I don't want to hear until I see the iconic titles for the first time in cinema next month. All whilst three anchors of the Fox News rebellion against the harassment of toxic masculinity on the Times Up eve of the Me Too movement stand together for the first time in a movie. Hitting the floor like the 'Heat' of 'The Godfather' of 'The Irishman' Al Pacino and Robert De Niro meeting for the first time on screen an hour and a half into that classic, cat and mouse Michael Mann action movie. But there's no cats or mice here (even if there's a fair few rats...but no sighting for three months in this Manhattan office in the heart of New York's Big rotten Apple...so yay!). Just three queens this N.Y.C. borough side of Queens fixing their own crowns before reaching out for each other like fixing your oxygen mask on an airplane before assisting others. They just want to breathe before these blondes go atomic like Theron's 'The Villainess' meets 'John Wick' knocking down the Berlin Wall with the ghetto blaster best of the greatest soundtrack the 80's had to offer the world for that action redefining classic. And side eye glancing at each other, holding their composed stage with caution, side-by-side they want to know which side they stand on. Let alone where do they get off. As a thorough Theron looks as unrecognisable as heroic anchor Megyn Kelly as she did when she won an Oscar. And with another nomination this year the Furiosa forthcoming 'Fast and Furious' star drives towards another 'Monster' performance that shows just how powerful she is. It's a shame for the big-three Academy nominations this 'Bombshell' scandal got this year the only one they copped was for Best Make Up and Hairstyling. Not that there's nothing wrong with that category and as well deserved as it was it just feels just typical. This movie deserves more as one of the best of the year has so much to it. This like the women it stands for all over the world is much more than the make-up and hairstyles that mad men try and peddle as a visual medium, were these individuals they objectify have much more upstairs than those suits that actually take up office up there.

Theron. Kidman. Robbie. The Best Actress of this generation. The underrated legend. And the hottest new star around...and we say hottest we're referring to her star power and not how the ruling Aussie alongside another one who influenced her Down Under and the South African looks. And even if Charlize looks almost unrecognisable, the 'Tully' and 'Long Shot', star, doing anything but stereotype staying at home as she runs AT political office is always undeniable. Here introducing us to the first person, fourth wall breaking 'Bombshell' Fox news syndicate like this was the 'Vice' of Adam McKay's 'Big Short' (remember Margot Robbie in a bath? Course you do. Now we can't wait for his 'Showtime' series on the Los Angeles Lakers). She plays the woman that took it to Trump before he became the p#### grabbing d### of a President (but was always that tweeting bully who made the heroic Kelly's life a living hell, whilst seeing nothing wrong with saying that, "it's not rape if it's your spouse" (there are no words for this except f### you!)), perfectly and with not faking a moment decency and urgency for a modern day game changer and advocate for women's right. The 'Big Little Lies' of Nicole Kidman almost look hard to tell like why this absolute icon still doesn't get her due deserves in Hollywood, outside like Theron being one of Time magazines 100 Most Influential People. PEOPLE people. Not women. Ladies. Or girls. But people. How she didn't get a Best Supporting Actress nomination-even in a class class-is as unrecognisable to me as why she didn't get one for her unmistakable, noir beat cop, dark 'Destroyer'. That one really didn't look like her. But what's looks got to do with it when behind the make-up in this Hollywood age of CGI on old gangsters you can see the soul of someone as clear as day? Straight out the Fox-hole with a legal suit for the sharks in theirs, Kidman is not kidding. Call her a skirt as you ask others to hike theirs up and give you a twirl and she'll have you by the seat of your pants.

Once upon a time in...Australia and then we have Margot Robbie. Another TIME 100. The 'Once Upon A Time In...Hollywood' and 'The Wolf Of Wall Street' star who dealing with the snapping jaws of more predatory males than Wall Street Gekko lizards is still living her Hollywood moment. With this 'Bombshell' coming out the same time her blonde bombing Harley Quinn finds 'Fantabulous Emancipation' with those 'Birds Of Prey', before another 'Suicide Squad' Summer too. You just can't get enough of her. And with another Academy Award nom, many men may have put the clown make-up of the Joker on (from Oscar winning (not you Jared) Joaquin Phoenix and the late, great, one and only Heath Ledger), but there's only one Harley. But with her own agency here and her composite characters emotional core and arc to this 'Bombshell' this is Margot's most magnificence since her blades of fury in 'I...Tonya'. If Robbie doesn't win an Oscar soon she'll be robbed. And getting her skates on in this all star ensemble picture, her 'Tonya' mother co-star, another unrecognisable Allison Janney scene steals the spare change she gets to work with in 'Trumbo' director Jay Roach's dynamo best picture (and he gave us the De Niro comedy godfather of 'Meet The Parents'. You only have to employ 'The Intern' on Netflix like 'Last Vegas' to see how the mob hit comeback actor is so comfortable in these warm, lovely Sunday movie roles). The same goes for everyone whose part of this news team assemble here. From the 'Friday Night Lights' of Connie Britton, to everyone's favourite X-Force member Peter (Rob Delaney) who looks like he's seen every character actor ad in Hollywood right now ("you're in"!). Just like Mark Duplass devoted husband, 'Curb Your Enthusiasm', 'Gotham' and 'John Mulaney and the Sack Lunch Bunch' star Richard Kind's mad Mayor Rudy Giuliani transformation and a mystery Michael McDowell role we just won't spoil. Even best 'Black Mirror' episode star Alice Eve (OK we will spoil this one...it has been a few months. Blame Japan release dates) is here to take shots at the darkness of her unnecessary 'Star Trek' underwear strip which should have had producers turning around. This film says so much more. Just like 'Saturday Night Live' and 'Ghostbusters' star and funniest person on the planet Kate McKinnon showing so much more to her serious acting range. All whilst being the welcome comic relief scene stealer when everything gets a little too heavy handed, for another more than blonde bombshell. But on another planet like '3rd Rock The Sun' legend John Lithgow piles on the fat suit pounds like he did for his award winning Churchill in Netflix's 'The Crown' for his darkest hour yet. Playing the puerile Roger Ailes like Russell Crowe on T.V. to see who has 'The Loudest Voice'. The acting great is so good here you actually hate him. Sign of a transcendent talent. It's a good job you can also unrecognisably not tell it's him, although that voice is unmistakable. The real voice however comes from the big-three, top billing who shout loud in this true story for all the real life anchors who do the same for all the marginalised women in a sexist society still harassed into hiding or shamed into indecency today. Whilst the evil that the men that bully and intimate them still goes unaccounted for everytime a Weinstein day in court just seems like another delay from where he belongs...if he'll ever get there at all. Walking free with the aid of the same stroller that looks all too familiar and doctored...not doctors orders. And then of course there's the most ignorant and indecent in the most important house in the country. Let alone the world. He can turn off his T.V. all he wants as he grabs his phone like a bored teen. The news is still taking about him...and it's the furthest thing from fake. Ready to go back to war...oh yeah! TIM DAVID HARVEY. 

Further Filming: 'Vice', 'The Loudest Voice', 'Erin Brokovich'. 

T.V. REVIEW: STAR TREK-PICARD Season 1

4/5

Make It Show.

10 Episodes. Starring: Patrick Stewart, Alison Pill, Isa Briones, Evan Evagora, Michelle Hurd, Santiago Cabrera, Peyton List, Harry Treadaway & Jeri Ryan. Creator: Akiva Goldsman, Michael Chabon, Kirsten Beyer & Alex Kurtzman. 

Baby Data. That's how 'Star Trek's' Picard at warp could keep up with the hyperspace of Disney+'s' 'The Mandalorian' in a flash of a Gordon like sci-fi serial, now Walt's wonders are finally available worldwide. But how about the discovery of the next generation of this enterprise? As Amazon like Netflix know that the prime directive in this binge culture age is to give us these voyages week-by-week, to leave us Trekkies tapping our badges over our hearts in eager anticipation for more. Its been a long time, but the legend Patrick Stewart-who as equally cult iconic also built an Academy of Gifted Youngsters as Professor Charles Xavier for the X-Men-has finally made it so in this energized reboot of the engines and his out of this world weary, but fine wine 'Logan' like run. Swoosh smooth automatic door opening, despite replicating everything you need, quarters in living arrangement 'Star Trek' history has always confined a solitary sense of loneliness. And in Picard's final season the former captain is an ambassador of this. Retiring to the French vineyard countryside in a tunic like maroon turtleneck with number one, his best friend, by his side, wagging his tail...hang on a second that's not the Riker maneuver we know and meme like the questions of that old Johnathan Frakes presented show (although YES he's here too like his directed episodes like his 'Discovery' ones that are even better than his beard. And how about his number one too?). And if one out of ten of his old crew isn't enough then how about Seven of Nine? As the 'Voyager' star on her own new ships voyage like Jean Luc shares roots in the Borg's mainframe which is cubed here. Assimilate.

On screen this is one of the darkest but greatest chapters in Gene Roddenberry's 'Star Trek' yet, piloted by a creation crew of Akiva Goldsman, Michael Chabon, Kirsten Beyer and 'Discovery's' own Alex Kurtzman. And it all begins with Picard and Patrick. The classically trained actor who right now at home in old blighty is reading us Shakespeare sonnets like a boss (or a captain) to help us pass the time during quarantine in our quarters. He's always known how to lead the way. And how fitting is his quote about life being not just ones right, but one's responsibility right now? The man in charge whose been busy as Bosley lately-in the updated and underrated reboot of the same 'Charlie's Angels' franchise that was spied in the seventies, golden era of American televisions like CBS after the Shatner sixties of 'Star Trek' went out of space-is on the finest vineyard form. As it's this trek that boldly goes where no captain has gone before-even the game changing Janeway's voyages-in 'Star' making history. Sir Patrick with some of that explicit 'Logan' R-rated behaviour drops more F-bombs than Wade Wilson as he breaks balls and boundaries, let alone Federation directives...not fourth walls. And you can tell like "Good morning Charlie" he's having so much fun with it. But with more lines on his face that map his galaxy guest across the solar system like stargazing at the plough of the big dipper, this lived in, lost in space life has given him the weariness of a thousand worlds all dotted across the universe. And it's that plus the mainframe of the Borg in his blood that allows for the into darkness (how about the Picard poster overlooking shades of Benedict Cumberbatch's classic re-take on the villain Khan) recesses of his mind to be explored like an endless black hole of emotion. Imagine beaming onto that at warp.

Make it so though, because Picard's show isn't a solitary mission, or even a greatest hits tour for your box set platinum package. 20 years after the 'Nemesis' of Tom Hardy, a lot has changed in the 24th century. Especially the personnel with a little grey in their beard. Just like the cigar chomping captain of this new La Sirena shuttle like ship, Santiago Cabrera of 'Heroes', 'Merlin' and 'Musketeers' fame and his holographic, me, myself and I associates, which allow the compellingly cool Cabrera time to play. But it's 'Milk', 'Vice' and 'Scott Pilgrim' actress Alison Pill who is the most famous face, rising to her greatest occasion. That is until the 'American Crime Story' to her 'American Horror Story', 'The Assassination Of Gianni Versace' actress Isa Briones makes her coming out party breakthrough here. The soul of this series as as synthetic, she's as real as it gets. Just like the 'Law and Order' of 'Blindspot' actress Michelle Hurd's Raffi...the heart of this show. 'Fantasy Island's' Evan Evagora looking like Legolas from 'Lord Of The Rings' is your fantasy pick too in this season that chooses to live. Even with the perfect pairing of one of Hollywood's Peyton List ('Gotham's' own grown Poison Ivy) and the Victor Frankenstein of 'Penny Dreadful's' Harry Treadaway making for one hell of a villainous power couple. But for all that's come back this generation after so many light years, it's the voyager like Jenny Lewis of Jeri Ryan's 'Seven Of Nine' who like a fine wine, gets better with this new age. Getting deeper and darker into her compelling character, decades later, she swaps the iconic bodysuits for some even better, space vigilante leathers. Stealing the show at any given moment she owns it, you may know the metal that leeches the side of her face, but do you know the mechanics skin deep, inside? The tinkering and workings of her heart? The former rebel warrior turned soldier of the resistance. You're about to. So much so, Seven deserves her own 10 part spin-off season. You know resistance is futile for this resurgence. Just call it 'Se9en'. And with more about of the old generation coming back for this new 'Star Trek' how about Michael Dorn? Or is this another Supercut case of Commander Worf being denied again? "No!" But without warping into spoiler territory this show has all the answers aside a Q. But when it all comes together in a beautifully moving ending will this enterprise have more voyages? Or is this the final frontier? Now that's one made so, warp signature. Engage. TIM DAVID HARVEY. 

Further Filming: 'Star Trek: Discovery', 'Star Trek: The Next Generation', 'Logan'. 

REVIEW: UNCUT GEMS

4.5/5

Punch-Drunk Gem. 

135 Mins. Starring: Adam Sandler, Lakeith Stanfield, Julia Fox, Idina Menzel, Eric Bogosian, Keith Williams Richards, Judd Hirsch, The Weeknd & Kevin Garnett. Directors: The Safdie Brothers. 

True story. Sometime in my twenty-somethings, 2AM on a rare night on the town, I asked a girl like Mel Gibson in 'Lethal Weapon' if she wanted to come back to mine and watch 'Mr. Deeds'. And call me a fool it was no line or lie. THAT was EXACTLY what we did. Even if at one point I was like, "she's actually watching Mr. Deeds at gone 2 in the morning...I think I love this woman." That's how much I loved Adam Sandler. We all know how much of an undeniable comedy classic 'The Wedding Singer' is and we've all had the 'Happy Gilmore' or 'Billy Madison' debate. We loved his millennial era run when he really was the 'Big Daddy' and even the remote control concept of 'Click' and the emotional ending actually had me in tears at 21, a day before I was about to fly Toronto for a year. "Family comes first" I kept hearing in his trademark scream voice as I boarded the plane the next morning with all my emotional baggage packed...I came back two months later. Thanks Adam. As I write this I'm now in my first month of a year's visa in Tokyo, Japan thinking about someone special. Some people never learn. Like Sandler's character here in what looked like his Oscar home run out of the park, until the Academy showed they were 'Oscars So Not Right' again. But at least as he says his 'Waterboy' mom got one (Kathy Bates brilliant in Clint Eastwood's also Academy underrated story of Atlanta 1996 Olympics hero of a whole other stage, 'Richard Jewell'). But this jewel is from the true school. We may have all grown apart from Sandler sometime between 'Grown Ups' (I didn't even watch the sequel and Shaq is in it) and when he went up the Hollywood Hills as Jack AND Jill. Al Pacino...what where you doing with that hot dog? Hoo-NO! And it seemed like Sandler was retiring to the 'Ridiculous' pastures of Netflix comedies you just scroll past when you end up chilling and watching nothing at all. The 'Murder Mystery' of who killed it needing no Angela Lansbury. But now in one of the best seasons for Oscar pictures Netflix have acquired (this being another amazing A24 ('Moonlight', 'A Ghost Story', 'Waves'...need we go on) indie production piece) the greatest not called a South Korean 'Parasite' and not even nominated to join his fellow serious 'Meyerowitz Stories' with Dustin Hoffman that made that push in the 'Roma' age and the best Academy big-three in the streaming services 'Two Popes', 'Marriage Story' and of course Scorsese, De Niro, Pesci and Pacino's (minus the hot dog) 'The Irishman'.

Punch-drunk and in love if you think this is the first time Sandler has gone all self serious then what are you thinking? Did you forget the Paul Thomas Anderson classic ('Punch-Drunk Love', don't make us spell it out people) the time he mourned over the twin towers and his lost family going toe-to-toe with Don Cheadle in the only decent and dignified 9/11 movie, 'Reign Over Me' (a career underrated best) and of course the aforementioned 'New and Selected' Netflix one? And now Adam is threatening to release another one of his Netflix comedies (even he gets it) if this drama like fellow SNL legend Eddie Murphy's redemptive return in the small smartphone screens 'Dolemite Is My Name' (also stupidly snubbed) doesn't get a nomination. Well...jokes on you. He warned you. Adam in the Big Apple is a classic, complete character here. As New York as the Wu Tang Clan, straight from Shaolin, '36 Chambers' era. It ain't nuthin' to f### with. As new millennium, but still as 90's feeling as Jacob the Jeweller. What you talkin' bout? Fugetaboutit! This shylock trying to water to a whale, Del-Boy flog some blinged Furby's could even be a 'Goodfella', he's so good in this age of 'The Irishman'. Funny how? Like a clown? In canary Gambino under a Morpheus leather trench that's about to offer you the red pearl or blue jewel, Sandler looks straight like Lando without Calrissian's class (he has his own. Who? Both!). With a curly goatee to match that trademark trim and some reaction lenses with as hard and undefined edges as him that look always ready to appraise the latest jewel that buzzes its way into this shop, he more than looks the part of your fan art next cult character with two cotton buds up either bleeding nostril. But that's not it...neither is the trademark crazy cackling like "look at this guy!"

Thurman adrenaline. White knuckle kinetic, anxiety attacks, soaked suits, great garb stripped down to the trunks of your car, cabin fever in the hot glass box of the jewellery shops security enclosure mantrap, this movie moves a million miles a minute with your every freaking twisted and taught nerve. Thumping on your chest like King Kong it doesn't give up. This is more than a movie. It's an effervescent, enraging experience of all the senses. Watch your sixth. As the N.Y.C. Queens own Safdie brothers who knew how to show Batman himself Robert Pattinson a 'Good Time' and are the new Cohen's and their sonic 'Stranger Things' horror and 80's hybrid like score (the raw 'Rain' by a young Madonna playing full blast on a hi-fi in a pivotal plot point precipitates powerfully) take you through the fruits of an outstanding and opaque opal and the labour of Ethiopia that mined it in some 'Blood Diamond' social commentary. All the way through what looks like it's quantum realm of kaleidoscopic, living colour. All the way to the directors camera going right up Adam's asshole. Now if that isn't Academy acting...I don't know what is. As John Carpenter like typography further adds to the 80's horror carpentry suggesting something sinister is shimmering under all that shines. And the opals omens are right, as over eager leaving customers crash through the glass counter until it frosts into fragments for what really is a sign of things to come in the most terrifyingly tense end. One played out to a NBA playoffs match, with all bets off that isn't just epic and exciting to this hoops head as it will either end in heartbreaking or lifting tears of joy or pain. As the epic and expressive mean mugs of a mobbing monologuist, playwright, novelist and historian Eric Bogosian and his horrific heavies (Keith Williams Richards is even scarier than the first time Pesci asked you "funny how" in 'Goodfellas') muscle in on his debts, as smelling blood these loan sharks circle the waters of a New York famous fountain they throw him in like spare change. All whilst a Sprewell braided 'Atlanta' Star Lakeith Williams on the form of his life seems to be playing both sides like the fact that this and his cop role copped in 'Knives Out' deserve dual Oscar glory like Scarlett Johansson's 12 only joining, two time nomination that 'Jojo Rabbit' co-star Sam Rockwell ('Richard Jewell') should have got too. And if that wasn't enough to deal with there's the divorcing of love with wicked Broadway and 'Frozen' star Idina Menzel (*Don't say it. Don't say it*, they need to let it go. *Too late*) with a great put down moment and a dynamite breakout from Julia Fox (no wonder she was nominated for that Gotham Award) who is anything but the other woman as she terrifically shows how toxic abusive take and take relationships can be. But somehow it's still all love. Like the best thing about 'Independence Day' and the only bearable thing about 'Resurgence', Judd Hirsch. Or the 'Blinding Lights' in the big city of a Canadian cameo from The Weeknd and an even better one (because its much more that that...its actually acting...even better than Shaq in 'Kazaam') from Minnesota Timberwolves and Boston Celtics, NBA legend Kevin Garnett. Off-court playing a ridiculously good riff on himself like Keanu Reeves classic comedy cameo in Netflix's 'Always Be My Maybe'. The great Garnett as integral to this movie as the opal that takes everyone's eye from the bids to betting it all on him and it. And just like this seven footer running the lane with the shot clock running down with a race against time and the end of the line, nothing moves like this formidable flow, before the third act buzzer beater looks to throw up a prayer to bank off the glass with either hands thrown up in the air or over your eyes. You willing to bet on which way the ball will fall? Well one's thing for sure. This movie is a sure thing. The Academy may have not appraised this but you should for all it's worth. Flawless. 'Uncut' is an absolute gem. TIM DAVID HARVEY.

Further Filming: 'Good Time', 'Reign Over Me', 'The Meyerowitz Stories (New and Selected)'.