Prairie Miller

The Trotsky's what's-in-a-name nutty political pandemonium is a wacky delight throughout, taking stock of how truth can change over time, and yet oddly stay very much the same in surprising ways.

Queen Latifah is always a refreshing switchup as a woman who fills the screen with enormous charm, and far more than just physically, as opposed to the standard scrawny and hollow bimbo beauty assembly line in movies.

Barely out of her teens back then, Kaiulani with her rebel spirit defied foreign occupation, and served as a spiritual symbol of resistance, however futile, for her Indigenous people.

While investment economics is pretty much mind boggling even in movies attempting to make sense of that complicated enigma, Floored serves up stock culture at its most hardcore and ruthless in the raw, if not exactly market math for dummies.

Returning to the screen in excessively self-congratulatory ostentatious mode, the flashy over-wrought Iron Man 2 could have used a bit of oiling to smooth out its more than clunky attitude.