Umi no Futa
Nostalgic, syrupy sweet, and melodramatic
Nostalgic, syrupy sweet, and melodramatic
Close encounters of the cheesy kind
An unscary, B-grade, inflight horror head-scratcher
A brutal, banal movie that has nothing to do with sex trafficking
Bleak, nihilistic, and fashionably grim
The “Call Me Maybe” chanteuse really, really, really likes Japan
Emotionally intelligent movie for the mind, eye, and heart
A haunting, meditative, and rewarding film
A non-scary, non-funny, self-congratulatory experiment
Ethan Hawke needs a new agent
The Scottish rockers headline Fuji Rock’s White Stage
Schwa-chan, please don’t be back