Mehnificent

When the curtain rises (or, more accurately, the CGI Alps blink awake) on Nick Hamm’s William Tell, we brace for that hot prickle of cultural muscle, the promise of rebellion, the ice-pure Swiss myth being cracked open and gutted on the grand stage of the epic. Instead, we find ourselves wading ankle-deep through a fog of déjà vu, draped in armor already rusted and patched, the cinematic equivalent of a Renaissance fair where nobody can remember why they’re there.

With a name that conjures visions of green-skinned witches and spellbinding showtunes, I walked into the theater for "Wicked" with soaring expectations. Directed by the brilliant Jon M. Chu and anchored by powerhouse performances from Cynthia Erivo as Elphaba and Ariana Grande as Glinda, this film adaptation of the beloved Broadway musical promised a captivating experience.

"Wake Up," directed by the trio of François Simard, Anouk Whissell, and Yoann-Karl Whissell, attempts to cram slasher horror, a dash of social commentary, and the spirit of eco-activism into a single flat-pack of mediocrity.