Bright. Elves and orcs are alive and well in LA, and Will Smith is the cop only x ys from retirement partnered with an orc. The really funny thing about this film is it thinks Will Smith is the interesting one in this partnership. The interesting (or perhaps cowardly) thing is it eschews any kind of human racism in favour of purely fantasy racism; I'm not sure if this is a bit of deep thought arising from the history of the races' conflict or just a pure bottle job in not wanting to face it. Either the budget or the choreography was not up to making the most of some good action scenes. Truly awful plot event near the end made me retch in disgust at Will Smith.
The Shape of Water. In some respects, it's really good. In other respects, not very much actually happens and I wonder why it's a full-length film. It's a fairy tale, which is a strength in that it's simple, but it honestly could have been done in less than an hour. It's not boring, but once you've seen Michael Shannon act like a fruit loop in one scene, you know what he's going to be doing for the rest of the film. It's lovely to look at, it doesn't ignore the real racism of the times, and it's well-acted throughout even if the roles are rather two-dimensional. Hawkins is the centre of the film and it wouldn't work if she wasn't excellent.
I, Tonya. A cheerfully slapdash mockumentary about the rise and fall of an ice skater, complete with a cast of absolute fools and cretins. The film intersperses interviews with scenes, complete with the character's narration, and regularly breaks the fourth wall, and revels in telling different sides of the same story. A very funny tragedy.