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His Three Daughters: A Movie Review

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His Three Daughters: A Movie Review

The opinions expressed in this article are the writer’s own and do not reflect the views of Her Campus.

This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at SPU chapter.

*Contains Spoilers 

His Three Daughters, a 2023 film, is a beautiful tearjerker portraying the story of three women coming back to their childhood apartment as their father is put in hospice care. Each sister is unique, and the film explores their relationships with each other and their father. I liked this film for a couple of reasons.

The first is its play-like script and style. The movie was full of long monologues completed in one-take, making it feel much more raw and gritty. Grief was almost an unclaimed fourth character in the sisters’ home. You don’t get to see their father till the very end of the film. The movie takes place primarily in their apartment. For the majority of screen time, you only see his bedroom door and hear his various monitors beep. The unknown of their father pulls the viewer into the unknown that grief and death are in the human experience. The film is slow, but not in a boring way. There are a few moments of comedic relief that not only re-engage you as an audience member, but also mirror how such moments often bubble up in intense periods of grief in real life. This film definitely will bring up the memories of loved ones lost, so watch it knowing that going in. I found it a melancholy comfort. Perfect for a day when you feel a little sad already. 

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Second, the actresses did an amazing job showing the dynamics of an oldest, middle, and youngest siblings. Without explicitly discussing their birth order, it was very obvious who was who. Carrie Coon took on the overbearing and extremely organized oldest sister, while Elizabeth Olsen played the zen and somewhat removed middle child. Natasha Lyonne played the youngest sister doing what she wanted when she wanted, often driving her eldest sister up the wall. The eldest daughter took on the role of mom, often cooking and cleaning the house as a coping mechanism. The middle was the mediator.  A little removed from the family, she was often the calming voice amongst the bickering and sometimes yelling matches between the oldest and youngest. The youngest is a bit of an underdog. While a stoner who still lives at home, she was her dad’s caretaker up until he was put in hospice. A little ragged and offbeat, she loves her family dearly and is deeply misunderstood by her drill sergeant of an older sister. Unpacking how three people could be so different while all being raised the same is the mystery the sisters explore. It seems the question, why can’t you be more like me, is what each sister is silently asking. Why can’t you grieve like me, lead a life like me, etc? 

Third, it does the passing of a loved one right. There is anger, numbness, denial, laughter, gratitude, hope, fear, pain, and reconciliation. For those looking for a happy ending, this movie isn’t for you. Death reminds each sister of her fragility. One shakes her fists at it, the other embraces it through yoga and breathing exercises and the third takes hit after hit of marijuana and hides in her room. Only the impossible task of writing their father’s obituary makes them all work together to try to capture in words the very essence of their father whom they loved so deeply.  Huddled around their kitchen table, I was reminded of my grandfathers who have passed and a million things that remind me of them, the hundreds of stories I recall. While I miss them dearly, this film felt cathartic. It allowed me to step back into the headspace of really missing them. It wasn’t depressing or immobilizing. The movie ends with a beautiful monologue from the father, describing his love for the three of them and how much they need each other. However, you’re left uncertain if the father’s monologue was ever delivered to the sisters or if it was just a fantastical depiction of being on death’s door. The sisters talk about how death is often overdone in entertainment, often too fantastical. Either way, the film leaves you thinking about family and the fragility of life. 

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Film Review: “Pitfall” – MediaMikes

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Starring: Marshall Williams, Richard Harmon and Alex Essoe
Directed by: James Kondelik
Rated: NR
Running Time: 108 minutes

Our Score: 1.5 out of 5 Stars

Survival horror is the ultimate guilty pleasure because you can amplify any life-or-death situation into the paranormal, horrific, thrilling, or cruelly dramatic extremes it finds itself in. So why doesn’t “Pitfall” come close to tickling “The Ritual,” “The Blair Witch Project,” or “Wolf Creek” vibes?

Woods and grief feel like a ritualistic trope at this point as “Pitfall” opens on Scott (Marshall Williams) and Ashley (Alex Essoe) mourning the death of their parents. For reasons that may or may not be revealed later, they join three friends on an ominous trip that quickly introduces the titular pitfall, a massive trap designed to kill prey.

The movie constantly battles convention with unpredictability. The problem is that at more than 100 minutes long, there’s plenty of time to sit around and wonder where the story is heading. If “Pitfall” moved with the frantic pace of a Tuesday afternoon soap opera on meth, maybe I’d be swept up in the chaos. Instead, I found myself waiting for reveals that felt more eye-rolling than shocking.

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I really wanted to like “Pitfall” because of how invested it is in physical violence, emotional trauma, and psychological brutality. Unfortunately, the movie never convinced me it knew what to do with those ideas. By the time it arrives at its revelations and ultimate purpose, “Pitfall” feels less like a title and more like a review.

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The Breadwinner (Christian Movie Review) – The Collision

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  • Daniel holds a PhD in “Christianity and the Arts” from The Southern Baptist Theological Seminary. He is the author/co-author of multiple books and he speaks in churches and schools across the country on the topics of Christian worldview, apologetics, creative writing, and the Arts.

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‘Blast’ movie review: An unlikely family packs a punch in this largely gripping but patchy film

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‘Blast’ movie review: An unlikely family packs a punch in this largely gripping but patchy film

A Karate master father, a homemaker mother, and a pharmacist uncle. The life of IT professional Nila (a fantastic Preity Mukundhan) seems quite simple and benevolent — she goes to her office, plays video games on her mobile, and spends time in her uncle’s medical shop, grudgingly looking at an old television set he refuses to let go. Nila’s life, to an unassuming viewer, may not seem anything too extraordinary. Still, one key piece of information reveals that perhaps this must be the kind of ‘family life’ backdrop that most assuredly camouflages a superhero origin story. Nila isn’t just any other ordinary human, and neither is that Karate master, homemaker, or pharmacist. Blast, directed by Subash K Raj, is a martial arts actioner pegged around one very potent Drishyam-esque idea — what if a family of martial arts pros is forced to step out of their normal lives to fight against injustice when nefarious men find their door? And director Subash comes off in flying colours by conceptualising a terrific set-up that makes use of this idea.

The beating heart of the story is Preity Mukundhan’s Nila, who avoids becoming a merely gender-swapped routine action hero. There’s real moral and emotional backing to why Preity is the way she is, and Subash allows her the time to make her case. Nila’s quest started when she was a child. As she fumed with rage due to a ragging incident, her father, Rajaram (Arjun), told her, “fight back if you are in the right” and “fight against injustice even if the victims are strangers.”

Preity Mukundhan in a still from ‘Blast’

Preity Mukundhan in a still from ‘Blast’
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And the introductory scene to the now-grown-up Nila’s bravado is inherently gripping. A goon is sent flying into a rowdy’s den, and a perplexed henchman walks out to find the “man who hit” his colleague, urging Nila to step aside, because it can’t be a woman, isn’t it? Nila enters, and so does mayhem. In fact, one of the smartest choices Subash makes is in how he retains this inherent, normalised sexism in how the men see Nila throughout. In a later instance, a villain looks past Rajaram and Nila because they seem like an ordinary father and daughter. Where Subash takes a misstep is in how he treats a sexual harassment arc featuring Nila and her abusive manager; it makes way for a good masala cinema moment, but Subash laces it with humour, and it neither reveals anything new nor does it seem to care to extend the idea that the world Nila lives in is already calibrated to look down on women and feast on their vulnerabilities. Also, you begin to get slightly impatient as the film keeps revelling in the idea that a woman is bringing all the action — when will the conflict arise?

Blast (Tamil)

Director: Subash K Raj

Cast: Preity Mukundhan, Arjun, Abhirami, Vivek Prasanna

Runtime: 144 minutes

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Storyline: A fiercesome woman, along with her martial artist parents, vows to take down a corrupt syndicate

Nila constantly gets into trouble as she refuses to bow down in the face of injustice, to the pride of her father, but to the dismay of her mother, Neelaveni (Abhirami, too, can kick some bottoms). And it doesn’t take much to guess where the setting is headed. We simultaneously begin to follow the making of a Black Opal mining scam that an evil businessman, Varun Dhayalan (John Kokken), is spearheading. The project, which puts the hillside village of Keelakadu in danger, would bring in ₹7000 crores worth of minerals, of which a minister (PL Thenappan) takes ₹1000 crores. This whole arc operates like a rather convoluted spiral of villainy — helping Varun move the money needed to bribe the minister is a dreaded assassin named Abraham (Arjun Chidambaram), and helping Abraham is a gangster named Kirubhakaran (Pawan), and under him works a henchman whose friend is a low-life chain snatcher, Toby (Vinod Sagar), and Toby gets caught in a station where Inspector Arunagiri (Dileepan) is investigating Abraham’s identity, and under Arunagiri works a corrupt cop who wants Kirubha’s help to save his job. I guess you could already see where Blast might have derailed.

A lion’s share of screentime is accorded to explain each step in this often yawn-inducing villain saga, all while you are patiently waiting to see the tip of the whirlpool land on Nila’s doorstep and suck her martial arts family in. When it does, it is as explosive as you expect, at least until the intermission mark. While these unidimensional villains test your patience — only Arjun Chidambaram is written and presented with flair — you are left waiting for the next high moment, especially since Subash seems to have a knack for staging such mass-y scenes. But again, how much can Preity and Arjun do when the writing begins to dip into cliches and conveniences? After a point, Blast turns out to be quite tedious in the final act, making you wonder how a leaner, crisper, and more anchored screenplay could have been.

Arjun and Abhirami in a still from ‘Blast’

Arjun and Abhirami in a still from ‘Blast’
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All that aside, however, what truly fascinates one is how, despite Blast being helmed by a male director and starring an action star like Arjun, it moves around its female protagonist, Nila, and every major decision is made keeping the two central women as opposing but counterbalancing poles — Neelaveni’s moral anchor prioritising the family’s peaceful life above all, and Nila’s moral anchor pushing them to be knights of justice. In fact, even in one of the most pivotal moments of the film, the choice to decide a villain’s fate is placed rightfully on Nila’s shoulders. It is great to see Arjun take a step back to let Abhirami and Preity shine, while Vivek Prasanna, as Nila’s pharmacist uncle, gets a Jailer-esque moment that is sure to become a highlight in his career. Helping all of them are the able technicians, be it the sharp, slick cinematography, innovative and adrenaline-pumping action choreography, and Ravi Basrur’s assured music choices.

That said, Blast is a Preity Mukundhan show all along, and the Star-actor knows how to pack a punch, alright! In a different film, where more ingenious ideas are spring-loaded for mass elevations, Blast would have truly become her career-defining big bang.

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Published – May 29, 2026 02:50 pm IST

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