Reviews

Wuthering Heights in bad decline

Wuthering Heights is both the title of Emily Brontë’s only novel, published in 1847, and a new film by Emerald Fennell, out this week, which I will refer to as “Wuthering Heights.” One bears some resemblance to the other, but not too much, hence the quotation marks. It is like when there was once a Seattle rock band called “The Rolling Stones.”

Festivals Reviews

Sundance 2026 – Hanging By A Wire

It takes a village of personalities to rescue eight passengers dangling nearly thousand perilous feet above a remote Pakistani valley in a cable car, and one action-styled documentary to make you question whether to ever set foot in a gondola again.