This film, whilst deeply devastating and distressing, needs to be watched and watched again.

How do you review a movie that has a complete tonal shift about halfway through without invalidating the impact of the entire first half?

On the Count of Three isn’t your parents' anarchy flick - this is certainly no Ferris Bueller.

This performance was something wholly unique, and beyond what can be provided in a cinema or on a streaming service.

Remember that VMA performance with Halsey? Some have labelled it ‘the worst live performance of all time’. Well, The Chainsmokers didn’t listen to the critics yet again. 

Ghost Lover pulls you in with a marriage of craftsmanship and an uncanny talent for saying the unsayable.

Rain frogs it did!

Nowhere to Go... asks us to dive in and look closer.

I wish life was as simple as it appears in Mom’s Cat, a world where you can really just be what you want to be.

Warning: you may or may not want to quit your office job after watching, I did within 5 minutes of the film’s end. Nothing is real.

Outside of some stunning cinematography and promising themes, The Forgiven feels too inconsequential to be engaging. Hampered by universally unlikable characters and simple moral messaging, the story unfortunately fails the fantastic cast.

S.I.D.E.S. by Alice Merton, the overlooked sophomore effort from the same starlet that blessed us with the one hit No Roots a couple of years back, is a great romp through a relationship gone awry.

Where the Crawdads Sing is a unique take on the who-dunnit genre, and though it lacks the punch of a satisfying conclusion, it still leaves a lasting impression.

Surprisingly funny, while at the same time using nuance as a blunt-force weapon, delivering crushing sadness, The Phantom of the Open subverts a typical focus.

While its lack of teeth in the back end of its runtime is somewhat of a letdown, and Derrickson may not quite recapture the highs of earlier works like Sinister, there's no doubt that The Black Phone is still an effective, nasty little horror flick.

Beautifully acted with two contrasting performances, Compartment No.6 subtly conceals its themes behind sharp, rapid dialogue and terrific sense of spatial continuity. 

Come one, come all! Readers rejoice for it is time to kill two birds with one stone as we rest our weary heads atop the mountains of education and entertainment. If you don’t know what you want to watch at the Melbourne Documentary Film Festival yet, please allow me to fill up your whole month with my personal 15 picks for knowledge worth gaining.

Thor: Love and Thunder offers a colourful, lively enough diversion that should sate appetites until the next offering arrives, even if it doesn't necessarily accelerate the hype train.

For a short movie, at roughly 80 minutes, the amount of carnage that is sewn into the lives of those who love Neil is barely a blip on the radar as he freewheels from beach to beach, beer to beer, and nap to nap.

Elvis isn’t a movie, it’s an event.