Dolemite Is My Name (2019) – Review, Summary (with Spoilers)
Dolemite Is My Name is probably one of the few 2-hour movies, not made with a Marvel stamp which breeze right on by thanks to the charisma of its actors.
The films within this tag are Netflix original productions. Meaning, they’ll likely never leave the service and should be available now.
Dolemite Is My Name is probably one of the few 2-hour movies, not made with a Marvel stamp which breeze right on by thanks to the charisma of its actors.
In what feels like the Christmas version of The Last Summer, prep for some tears and for frustration.
Part manic stand up special, as well as reflective documentary, Jenny Slate: Stage Fright gives you both the performer and the person who had to live life to write the jokes.
Eli presents the unexpected, time and time again, to the point it will make you wish this was a mini-series, maybe of 2 – 3 episodes, than one movie.
Between characters you may not care to invest in and a plot which would require you to be in a theater to keep your attention, Fractured is a miss.
A mother nearly loses her child and the cost of her being saved appears to be the mother taking someone else’s life. Damned if you do and damned if you don’t, right?
A possibly disturbing movie featuring romance, that borderlines obsession, maybe murder, and tsundere type character? Don’t you wanna watch it?
Deon Cole’s Cole Hearted is the first special, in a long time, that is not only funny but quotable as hell.
In The Tall Grass has its moments, but also feels like it not only overstays its welcome but doesn’t answer pertinent questions.
Eli takes the usual bubble boy storyline, and instead of creating a comedy or drama, we get a full-on, “I need to go to church on Sunday” horror film.
The overall goal of Wherever I Look is to fill in that space between the average fan and critic and advise you on what’s worth experiencing.