‘Primetime’ is a Singular Mix of Can’t-Look-Away and Don’t-Look-Now

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Deion Sanders does NOT appear in this movie. (CREDIT: A24)

Starring: Robert Pattinson, Merritt Wever, Skyler Gisondo, Phoebe Bridgers, Matthew Maher, Bokeem Woodbine, Anna Faris, Jonathan Lipnicki, Tony Revolori, Alex Winter, Eric Rahill, Sean Bridgers, Jeff Zucker, Creed Bratton, Caroline Hebert, Jessica Hecht

Director: Lance Oppenheim

Running Time: 110 Minutes

Rating: R for Some Graphic Nudity, Violence, and Language, All Within the Milieu of a Disturbingly Graphic Premise

Release Date: September 25, 2026 (Theaters)

What’s It About?: It’s the mid-aughts, and Chris Hansen (Robert Pattinson) is dead-set on making television history. His NBC true crime reality show To Catch a Predator is a bit of a phenomenon, but it’s also controversial, not to mention stressful for everyone involved. His producer Andie (Merritt Wever) remains steely while working around Chris’s mercurial nature, and everyone else on the crew makes their own compromises to survive a show whose premise is luring into sting operations men who are trying to have sex with minors. Emerging into this scenario is aspiring actor Dan Plumb (Skyler Gisondo), who’s hired to play decoy underage boys in the stings. He just wants to kickstart his showbiz career, but he clearly hasn’t fully registered what he’s signed up for. Indeed, with Chris as the increasingly obsessive ringleader, a looming disaster threatens to become more and more inevitable.

What Made an Impression?: The Impression That I Get: The main attraction in Primetime is of course Pattinson’s compelling performance, which feels like an alien pretending to be a human, or maybe a human purposefully trying to be off by acting like an alien pretending to be a human. And yet, he clearly wants to be authoritative, so it doesn’t make sense for him to be so off like that. I’ve never watched a full episode of To Catch a Predator, so I’ve only caught the real Hansen in bits and glances. But no matter what your familiarity with the Real McCoy, this is still a fascinating feature-length case study of “What’s this guy’s deal?” (Just as compelling is one scene when Gisondo impersonates Pattinson as Dan finds himself slipping into Chris’s persona.)
Caught in the Maelstrom: Director Lance Oppenheim was definitely happy to put his auteurial stamp on this effort. He leans into the harshest visual aspects of the technology of the era, favoring close-ups of AIM chats and hidden camera feeds, as well as the reflections on the faces of the characters poring over those screens. There’s also a recurring motif of a web of a red laser-like display. It all combines to create the effect that the TCaP tean is caught in their own personal Twilight Zone, an aberration within an aberration of Hollyweird.
Way Back Yesterday: You know you’re starting to get old when 20 years ago feels like a completely different era. But part of the fun of Primetime is that we get to revisit the messiness of the 2000s with a fresh set of peepers. It’s certainly a hoot to see former NBC President and CEO Jeff Zucker as himself sorting out where To Catch a Predator belongs on his network’s schedule. That moment also hits so sweetly because it’s nice to encounter someone who has a sense of humor about himself, which is decidedly not the case with Hansen and his cohorts. And let’s not let go of that levity, because this movie ultimately delivers us to a pretty dark place and leaves us to our own devices to figure out what to do with that.

Primetime is Recommended If You Like: To Catch a Predator but feel conflicted about that

Grade: 3.5 out of 5 Stings

‘Christy’ Movie Review, AKA ‘Wow, They’re Sure Are a Lot of Boxing Biopics, Aren’t There?’

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Think Pink? (CREDIT: Black Bear/Screenshot)

Starring: Sydney Sweeney, Ben Foster, Merritt Wever, Katy O’Brian, Ethan Embry, Coleman Pedigo, Jess Gabor, Chad L. Coleman, Tony Cavalero

Director: David Michôd

Running Time: 135 Minutes

Rating: R

Release Date: November 7, 2025 (Theaters)

If you’ve been reading my reviews for a while, then perhaps you are already familiar with my approach of asking myself, “Would I like to live in the world of this movie and/or be the protagonist?” In the case of the sports biopic Christy, in which Sydney Sweeney stars as pioneering boxer Christy Salters Martin, the answer is a definitive split decision of “Yes in some ways” and “No in other ways.” On the one hand, professional athletic glory sounds like something I’d love to bask in. But on the other hand, being a queer woman in a homophobic world who’s married to a controlling and abusive man sounds much less appealing. So since that strategy didn’t result in a singular response, I’ll instead think of this movie as an advertisement for what a great friend Christy surely is to all those who have the good fortune to be a part of her life now and in the future.

Grade: 5 Belts out of 8 Mullets

This Is a Movie Review: ‘Welcome to Marwen’ is an Odd True-Life Story Made Odder by Fitting Into Feel-Good Movie Clichés

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CREDIT: Ed Araquel/Universal Pictures and DreamWorks Pictures

This review was originally posted on News Cult in December 2018.

Starring: Steve Carell, Leslie Mann, Merritt Wever, Janelle Monáe, Eiza González, Gwendoline Christie, Diane Kruger, Neil Jackson

Director: Robert Zemeckis

Running Time: 116 Minutes

Rating: PG-13 for Bloody Doll-Based Violence, Neo-Nazi Assault Flashbacks, and a Few Unexpected Sexual References

Release Date: December 21, 2018

Welcome to Marwen is a low-key film whose gentleness belies its supreme oddity. At least it comes by its unusual nature honestly. It’s based on the 2010 documentary Marwencol, about the artist Mark Hogancamp, who was beaten nearly to death after he told a group of men that he was a cross-dresser. Then as a kind of therapy, he constructed a miniature Belgian World War II-era village and populated it with dolls representing himself and the people in his life. I haven’t seen Marwencol, so I cannot attest to any historical veracity or lack thereof, but given the premise, Welcome to Marwen was always going to be as tricky to make sense of as it turned out to be. Steve Carell, for his part, plays Hogancamp like the sort of meek, PTSD-afflicted, obsessive, highly impressive individual that corresponds with his story. But then there are ways in which Welcome to Marwen attempts to mold Hogancamp’s world into a traditional cinematic structure, and the movie itself feels like it is rebelling.

The biggest miscalculation is probably the romance storyline, which consists of a series of major miscommunications on the part of everyone involved. The doll version of Mark is typically accompanied by his female companions, and the scenarios he playacts quite clearly reveal the feelings he has for them. Figuring prominently is Mark’s new neighbor Nicol (Leslie Mann), which is pronounced just like “Nicole,” but spelled without the “e” for some inexplicable reason. She’s quite forward in her friendliness, which Mark interprets as romantic interest, which he appears to be correct about, until it is unmistakably clear that he is in fact very incorrect, rendering the audience confused by the ways in which Mark’s perspective is favored over everyone else’s.

While Welcome to Marwen has a few clear missteps, I am not sure how this story could have overall been presented much differently. One answer is that it should not have been made at all, leaving the documentary to stand on its own. But I reject that, on the basis of believing that all cinematic ventures, no matter how ill-advised, can theoretically turn out successful. However, while I am fascinated by this elaborate fantasy world created to deal with trauma and the way that director Robert Zemeckis presents it, I wouldn’t point to Marwen as the best example of this maxim.

Welcome to Marwen is Recommended If You Like: Extensive shoe collections, Romantic miscommunications, Playing with dolls and action figures at any age

Grade: 2.5 out of 5 Glamonistas