A capsule take on the new movie Unidentified:

A procedural without considered aesthetics removes what makes the genre interesting, leaving behind only the normie bullshit.

See, the normie plague infects the niche, too!  

Speaking of normie…it’s time for my armchair overview of the moviegoing seasons at the cinema.

Summer: for the lamestream casuals.

Fall and Winter: for the prestige Oscar normies.

Spring: for the International-auteur homies, whose movies are too weird for the Oscars.