Harvest (2025)
Beige is the new black.

Beige is the new black.

The dull strikes back.

One season later… and yet things still look and feel the same.

Brooded. Pouted. Reshot. Wasted D’Onofrio. Forgot the Devil in the title. Ends up just… existing.

This movie has everything except a good script.

Isle of Joy delivers everything and nothing at once, like a designer cupcake that looks gorgeous but tastes like chalk.

Please make it stop.

Tori Amos is… brace yourself… boring.

Here’s the hollow of my patience.

The great white whale of endlessly long prose.
