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An episode about reconciliation, awareness and redemption. This is very far from the grounded gangster series of the first episodes. The fifth episode doesn't change the concept of the entire sixth series, which is dark, depressing and shows a hero in a considerable stage of psychological decay. It's hard to say in what direction the finale will take it, but so far it seems rather controversial as a whole.

Uncompromising hypnotic darkness that is only broken out of lethargy by a stunningly shot scene with a machine gun in the woods. It still has little in common with the liveliness and mafia feeling of the original series, but as a gritty drama full of life's hardships it is more than adequately executed.

It's hard to understand how such an experienced creative team can produce such a dud from a substance as undoubtedly juicy as Jurassic World. Not even the old guard can help. Typically stodgy Neill and know-it-all Goldblum in the roles we ate up in the glorious first film, which incidentally is WAY better or at least the same as the xth sequel. Even the good old mechanic effects, of which there are plenty, were managed by Spielberg at least at the same level, but with better camera work and editing. The current CGI mess isn't even worth mentioning, and when Bryce Dallas is jumping from barrack to barrack like Bourne in Tangier it's clear that this attempt at frenetic live action, but with dinosaurs, isn't really going to be anything innovative. If that was all, it would still be bearable, at least to eat some popcorn, but the script was written by someone apparently on drugs and the fact that the whole confused, disjointed, incoherent dinosaur inferno lasts 150 minutes sends this megalomaniacal colossus down the drain.

A well-deserved hit that might even not need a sequel.

It’s not it. Another dark episode full of black gipsy magic motifs that are pushed to too great an extreme at the expense of the main character's logic and pragmatism – nota bene sober. What lifts the third episode into the average is the character of Ada, who can handle even heavy hitters with nonchalant grace while being perhaps the only one still in oldschool mode from previous seasons.

Gloomy and dark, with bland and lifeless characters. No wonder some people say no alcohol no fun – for the protagonist it's guaranteed, for the creators it's hard to say. The participation of aces in supporting roles could have been much more intense. The political underbelly of the story may have solid potential, but you need to kick the propeller and get the Peaky Fuckin Blinders machine running properly.

A spectacular return that is aesthetically slick, musically heady and damn cool. So cool that the aspects that we love this show about rich assholes so much for – like a good plot and emotional turmoil – start to disappear. It’s still not such a big issue, we’ll see how the next episodes will work out.

Hotel Mumbai works well in every aspect. It is dynamic, the action is authentic, without any slow-motion and similar nonsense that doesn't belong in such films, and most importantly, it avoids the clichés of action thrillers and the problems of the main characters (who are very often not subject to the same rules as other mortals), who are treated realistically and very unsparingly for most of the film. Hotel Mumbai successfully, colourfully and thrillingly reconstructs the 2008 terrorist attack, which did not happen in the advanced Western civilisation, so not many people actually know about it, and the form in which the filmmakers remind us of this event is highly above average.

A light-hearted analysis of adult concerns in a well-balanced comedy with a dominating performance by Ellen Page, though the overall cocktail of scenes, dialogue and other actors is also decent. Indie-emo alternative to all those "real" and big films with similar themes that are taken so seriously. It’s not a cult-classic, but it can be watched in one go.

A rare oddity. Del Toro finally closed his usual toy store and made his most mature film in a long time, if not ever. Nightmare Alley is a dark neo-noir beautiful ride full of strange individuals, obscured motivations and human hardships, all in a phenomenal, delectable visual stylisation, which is elaborated to the smallest detail. It is not a particularly pleasant viewing and some passages drag a bit too much, but it has its highlights and there are quite a lot of them. Surprisingly, the violence can be as intense and experiential as some of the dialogue and interactions between the main characters. Bradley Cooper in an unusual role, which he tackled more than competently.