Knives Out

"Knives Out," in the end, believes earnestly in the whodunit, it just wants to turn it inside out. To say more about that would spoil the fun. But keep an eye here, and elsewhere, on de Armas.

Knives Out deserves to be explored as a world of it own, as Johnson balances moral conscience and black humor expertly within the constraints of the murder-mystery genre.

There's a great deal of lively and funny shenanigans with poisons and antidotes, and Johnson delivers a stab of cheerful cynicism.

An entertainment that's as smart, witty, stylish and exhilarating as any movie lover could wish for.

I suspect that Johnson, an adolescent genre enthusiast to his core, has waited since age 10 to make a movie like this. His enjoyment is contagious, even for those of us who don't think Knives Out quite hits its marks.

Knives Out is a whole lot of fun, intended to keep the audience off-balance right up until the finish. It's a razor-sharp throwback from writer-director Rian Johnson.

With a terrifically game cast and Johnson's smart, funny script, "Knives Out" is a wickedly fun and immensely satisfying entertainment.

We are absolutely going to miss [Craig] as Bond, but perhaps he's trying out a new franchise under the unlikely name of Benoit Blanc. I certainly wouldn't mind.

It's a mystery thriller that displays classicism and complexity without abandoning postmodern concerns. [Full review in Spanish]

Knives Out is at once a brilliantly plotted, tautly written whodunit in the classic style, and a brilliantly written, tautly plotted deconstruction of its genre.