Jessica Frances Duke and Marylews Burke, Season 3 of “Ozark”
“Ozark” is the end of the Shakespearean tragedy, culminating with the preceding acts: Do not confuse anyone; They probably won’t last. The show is about a well-married couple who climb the ranks of a drug cartel. Dukes is pregnant checking her finances. Burke is their couple therapist. Both are divine. The Duke protests for a genus suspicion, as if everyone from Fargo PD has been sent to him and the thrill of his performance comes from the poem he puts in the midst of the outrageous insult to his intelligence. He must have a dozen ways to do this, “How silly do you think I am?” Burke, meanwhile, is a bag of Sour Patch Kids – glamorous stipend, both in his sense and corruption. They make that candy with acid and sugar. They are addictive and, when there is no one left, it is terrible. (Streaming on Netflix.)
Amanda Seyfried, “Mank“
Seafred’s version of 1930s film star and mistress Marion Davis, lax about the writing of “Citizen Kane” in David Fincher’s film, which does the best to redefine Seifred Davis’ best. Is the result a kind of world-wide mannequin. An actress who was always a nifty pop about her graduates, finally, from soda to champagne. (Streaming on Netflix from December 4. 4)
Maxwell Jacob Freedman doing “Me and My Shadow” at All Elite Wrestling
A few weeks of athleticism in this professional wrestling start-up is more exciting than anything happening in Vince McMahon’s empire. And no one in WWE has a combination with this kid (Juilliard via Long Island), intensity or playfulness. Even when Freedman lost his cool (his nominated D ring is MJF), he still has surprising control. Character part heel, part tool (hair gel, tramp, Burberry bling – tackle, tackle, compromise) and part Goodfella wannabe; He runs more mouths than he does. Only the producers of this show can tell that a long segment between MJF and veteran Chris Jericho in October “Me and my Shadow” Edition Complete with dancing women and live singing. It was less than spectacular, although Freedman did nothing. He was not ashamed at all. She was smooth in a way that should worry Rick flair. This kid wants to tell you, “Woo!”
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Aunjanue Ellis in episode 7 of “Lovecraft Country”
The show is a hoax of half-hearted ideas. But in the midst of all the mess, about 30 uninterrupted minutes were built around Alice, named as a housewife. By that time, she was a minor player among all demons, magic and racist history. Suddenly, poof! She is screaming through a wormhole in another dimension and then dancing with another – Josephine Baker, commanding a troop of amazons in interplanetary fields in Sun Ra’s mind-blowing costumes Will work Alice has been at it for a long time and for those of us waiting for a part that turns her fear into joy, and anger and anger into wonder, the wait was worth it. More please. (Streaming on Hbo max.)
Mariel Heller, “The Queen’s Gambit”
Officially, it’s about a Chess champion (See below) But for one-two episodes, it is also about her adopted mother, whom Heller eventually plays in a state of submissive surprise. The dangers of the chess-chaperone lifestyle are beyond the character’s wildest dreams. But campness for this boring matron part, rather than milk, Heller doused the unexpected warm-up of the 11-hour Momentation. (Streaming on Netflix.)
Moses Ingram, “The Queen’s Gambit”
I don’t know if the Kentucky orphanage was integrated in the 1950s, but I almost didn’t notice because Ingram is so good. In fact, she’s so good that I put her triple-stereotype part (Piccanni; Black Best Friend; at the end of “The Shashank Redemption” with Morgan Freeman). His galactic charisma and physical inconsistency played a part in the three-night banquet.
Anya Taylor-Joy, “The Queen’s Gambit”
It is a testament to Taylor-Joy that Ingram is about two-and-a-half inches out of the show’s seven episodes and I didn’t miss him as much as I thought I would. Despite how much Taylor-Joey is transforming, how many angles he has, he looks like Emma Stone reimagined by Tim Burton – long face and big eyes, like a worm stuck in a boozy pill-popper’s body. I think it was not an easy demonstration to work with: clever, stupid and straightforward – how you act All Of them? I feel like you just came here from an outdoor location and I have no intention of going home.
Pete Batigiag is hosting “Jimmy Kimmel Live” on March 12
Batigiag suspended his presidential campaign less than two weeks ago, and his decision to fill for Kimmel in the early minutes struck me as a nadir of ambition, a moment out of this cynical political aspiration At the right time when we need it most. But Butig’s joke delivery was from a strange school of comedy (Who me Funny?). His timing was its own clock. In one sketch, which saw him handing out samples of pretzels on the Hollywood Walk of Fame, he was extremely polite. and his Interview with patrick stewart Was serene and had only a light fountain. There’s someone here who’s been spending nearly a year for the president, yet the majority was human (and cheerful) who wasn’t doing retail politics, but just plain old retail.
Ann Harda, Austin Koo, Calvin Moon Loh and Thom Sesma, “In a tree“During the 90th birthday tribute of Stephen Sondhim
pure magic. The magic that eventually led to a Google hangout was not magical. It came in the midst of an all-star party (well, almost all) thrown to one of the country’s great magicians. The song is underrated by Sondham “Pacific Overture,” And is included in its top 10. It is too ornate to explain, but Sondheim sets it in the present and the past. The video opens with Harda and Sesma in their respective boxes. Then it bites Sesma on its own and then sees KU – as Sesma’s little self – looking down, as if from a tree, and Sesma turns her head to Ku. Then, suddenly, Loh comes down in the fourth box. He is on his back for the first time, but shot so that his head still matches the face-to-space ratio of the other three. I am giving you geometry. These four amazed me. Magic is part of how they relate to each other. On stage, it’s time to collapse. Here, this is also the distance. Technically, I have no idea how he and the technicians pulled it off. But boy has it sticked with me – as an ambitious and witty acceptance of Sondheim’s audacity and as a metaphor for teamwork, this year is necessary to achieve anything meaningful, permanently decent.
Weruche Opia, “I Can Destroy You”
If the prolific Mikhela Cuckoo is the wounded psyche of this HBO series, then Opia is a reality check. Playing the character of Cuckoo’s best friend, Terry, his skill here is both verbal and physical. (Her body language alone can fill a dictionary.) But it is her patience in acting that has emboldened me, – to look and see kind – cuckoo. Opia is Ethel for her Lucy, Pay to count: Another dictionary definition – for “support”. (Streaming on HBO Max.)
Jake Lacey, “High Fidelity”
This brutal film was canceled by everyone, with a superb remake of the film featuring Zoë Kravitz. But Lassie deserves to sing outside because some actors do more complex work with other bananas playing well. He is built like a baseball player, but performs with reserves of mercy, complementing Jenny Slate’s flaws, Lena Dunham’s self-absorption or Kravitz’s difference. There is no prize for this, just my unheard praise. (Streaming on Hulu.)
Joshua Caleb Johnson and Hubert Pointe-do Jerse, “The Good Lord Bird”
There is not one person in this showtime series who does not exist in the shadow of John Brown’s sporadic rendition of Ethan Hawke. But these two, playing slaves, playing the role of slaves, manage something special: neither of the two. Johnson has the young eyes and voice of the series, and is a sly comedian. His face can express a hundred kinds of surprises and an equal amount of fear, doubt and relief. In the meantime, where will the point-do jers come from? His line reading is crisp and hilarious. Both of these inspired most of my laughter. His arched eyebrows always looked mine. (Streaming on show time.)
Dionne Warwick, Twitter
Obviously warwick Joined twitter Eight years ago, but this was the year his account became – vrat, vara, as spectrally as it is spectrally, to be generous. Warwick tweeted Martini-dry smoothly the way she sings. Thousands of eye-catching tweets warned Spotifyers that artists could view our playlist. She used the “I See You” emoji where a period ran. Another specifically asked that no one tell her that “Hot Girl Summer” even though one was “from that point on.” The appeal is that the tweets look like him – that foggy timbre, the showbiz dictionary. They are a snack. I have finished reading some of her posts and have actually tried to wipe the salt with my hands.