Emerald Fennell was never going to convince those who reverently cling to Emily Brontë’s novel of its provocative potential, yet in her ravishingly grotesque vision of passion and obsession, Wuthering Heights lays bare two convulsive hearts responsible for their own primal, fevered torture.
There is a radical passion to Paul Thomas Anderson’s storytelling in One Battle After Another which matches the unruly spirit of the characters themselves, hurtling revolutionary chaos and reactionary absurdity towards impact on a dizzying rollercoaster, and sending one washed-up activist on a desperate mission to save the only family he has left.
