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After a shaky start to the festival, Koji Fukada's Nagi Notes arrives like a deep breath. Two women, a barn, a camphorwood sculpture, and three runaway cows. We talk about why this quiet Competition entry might be the one to beat. Day two dispatch from the Croisette.

Barry Keoghan feeds people bug jam, a pelican witnesses a coming of age, and Kantemir Balagov somehow makes all of it feel like a fairy tale. We dig into Butterfly Jam, the most unclassifiable film of Cannes so far, and ask the only question that matters: does the strangeness earn its keep?

The animation in In Waves is some of the most beautiful we've seen at Cannes this year. So why did we leave the theater feeling nothing? We talk gorgeous visuals, dying girl clichés, and what the film owed its subject but never delivered. Day two dispatch from the Croisette.

We're live from the Croisette, and the festival opens with a whimper. Pierre Salvadori's The Electric Kiss has the cast, the premise, and the period charm - so why does it feel like so much wasted electricity? Our first dispatch from Cannes 2026.

HBO, Netflix, Apple TV+, and more are loading up the summer with prestige drama, sci-fi, and franchise returns. Here's what to put on your watchlist.

Twenty years later, Meryl's back, the outfits are still good, and absolutely nothing has changed. Which is both the point and the problem.

Michael turns one of pop’s most complicated icons into a glossy, carefully controlled highlight reel, with Jaafar Jacksondoing his best inside a story that refuses to go deeper. It looks the part and sounds great, but the truth is smoothed over so much it barely leaves an impact.

We review David Lowery's Mother Mary, the A24 psychodrama starring Anne Hathaway and Michaela Coel that somehow turns a fashion fitting into a séance. Strange, gorgeous, and unlike anything else in theaters right now.

Cannes 2026 ditched the blockbusters and went full cinephile. We break down the wildest, most exciting lineup in years. From Almodóvar's bitter Christmas to a samurai murder mystery, a gay virus thriller, and yes, John Travolta directing a movie.

Euphoria returns with Sam Levinson doubling down on mood and misery, but even Zendaya can’t save a season that feels stuck in place. What was once electric now drifts into repetition, leaving its characters spinning their wheels instead of growing up.