Films that cover important figures in British history have long been Oscar bait, but there’s never been one quite like The Favourite. This film puts powerful historical women at the forefront and shows their beauty, their grace, and every. single. flaw. It’s a refreshing almost-dramedy to break up the parade of aesthetically-pleasing, slow-paced, period pieces that usually become Oscar fodder.

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by The Collected Mutineer

Its Oscar season, which means that the Collective team is working its way through each film nominated in the Best Picture category. For me, this time of year comes with both a measure of excitement and a measure of reservation. I often wonder why certain films were nominated, why some were snubbed, and even more often: “did anyone actually see this movie?”

In the case of Vice, which stars Christian Bale transformed as former veep Dick Cheney, I wasn’t surprised to see its name listed. After all, Hollywood loves movies where actors are nearly unrecognizable (and boy, does Bale deliver). What I wasn’t expecting, however, was how the film was going to make me feel by the time it was over—despite some fumbled storytelling and forced analogies, Vice is an unforgiving reflection of American society.

**This review is as spoiler-free as I can make it, considering the events are public knowledge and in living memory for many of us.** 

By The Collectress

***Spoiler Free Review***

I‘m a bit late to the Black Mirror party, but after bingeing the first few series a few months ago, I eagerly awaited the release of the newest installment,–a feature-length film (is it a film?) that’s just as twisty and unnerving as one has come to expect from the series. When the film was released on December 28, 2018, the internet exploded with concern about Frosted Wheats because it’s an interactive film. It’s part-movie, part-video game, and intense amounts of strange.

So, if that’s your kind of thing, keep reading. 

by The Collected Mutineer (with input from The Collected Canadian)

There are a handful of films from my childhood that still resonate with me today, perhaps even more now than when I first saw them. Mary Poppins (1964) is one of them. The practically perfect tale about a family’s need to reconnect with each other has become a classic, aided by magical performances and memorable songs. With each viewing, it becomes more and more dear to me than the time before. So can a sequel brought to life 54 years later possibly compare?

Keep reading for a relatively spoiler-free review! Spoilers will be marked with *asterisks*.