If you’re a hungry creative, there’s nothing quite like Bo Burnham’s IMDb page to serve you a good slice of humble pie with a side of incentive. The things this talented polymath has accomplished in his young career would coax out the green-eyed monster in the best of us. The YouTube alum has already run the gamut of entertainment since he burst onto the scene in 2006, impressing audiences with various creations. His wonderfully empathetic debut feature, Sundance favourite Eighth Grade, heralds a quantum leap for Burnham and the dawn of an entirely new era in teen cinema.
You’d expect a film grandiosely titled Endgame to feel more final than this fourth Avengers film ever quite does. It’s no spoiler to say that upcoming Spider-Man, Doctor Strange, Captain Marvel and Black Panther films each confirm survival both of the titular characters and, indeed, the Marvel Cinematic Universe itself. Finality does pervade some elements of Endgame – you may well predict which characters are meeting theirs – but this is as much a celebration of a decade that has changed cinema forever as it is the closing chapter.
Imagine Lady Bird had been shot in the documentarian vogue of Larry Clark’s Kids and was even less concerned with actual plotting. That’s mid90s, loosely speaking, the directorial debut of Wolf of Wall Street star Jonah Hill. With its genuinely joyful era specific soundtrack, Super 16 grain, Academy ratio and abundance of contemporary props, this is gentle nostalgia and transience in one. Very little happens but it does so with a winning ear for naturalism.
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