



Last Night is fun to a point, with its Absolute Beginners fetishism towards swanky retro style. Did we mention that Eloise may have a history of mental illness? Well, there’s that. But as Sandie’s figurative dream goes south, thanks in part to a shady boyfriend-manager-pimp (Matt Smith), Eloise’s actual dreams turn into nightmares, then begin bleeding into her waking hours. Each night in bed she’s swept into the dizzying circa-1965 reality of Sandie (Anya Taylor-Joy), a classic “smashing bird” of the period eager for singing fame, or any other fame. This latest is a natural progression: Even more than that last film, it has high energy, cool visuals, and a very cool soundtrack that soon only heighten the perception that a thin premise is being stretched woefully thin.Īctually, the central idea does sound promising: Eloise (Thomasin McKenzie), an aspiring fashion designer who worships the 1960s, finds herself transported into that era-at least when she’s sleeping-upon moving to London for school. The World, The World’s End and Baby Driver. But it’s been a long time since Hot Fuzz and Shawn of the Dead, years filled with the decreasing delights of Scott Pilgrim vs. Definitely anticipated as more treat than trick is Edgar Wright’s Last Night in Soho. With Halloween arriving this weekend, you would expect the movies to cough up some scary entertainment, and indeed there are two major releases in that vein coming out on Friday.
