Hail, Caesar! was fine. Enjoyed it well enough while watching but already struggling to recall the details as it's entirely forgettable.
High-Rise was a very good, but maybe the weakest of Wheatley's films so far. It's got the same dark humour all of his pictures have, and a good dollop surrealism (although much more restrained than in A Field in England), but it drags a little in the middle. Takes a bit too long between social order collapsing and the dog-eating, tribal insanity of the in medias res opening coming to pass. Still great and definitely worth a watch, though.
Anomalisa just made me sad. It's quite funny in places, which makes the grinding, inescapable misery of the conclusion all the more depressing. It's a horrible film made by sadists and I really quite liked it.
The Witch. Fuck me, The Witch. Everything I could have asked for and more. Phenomenal stuff. Not quite the traditional folk horror tale I was expecting, but focussing on the internal strife between the family members that resulted from the more fantastical elements was probably the more interesting path to take. Brought to mind Nigel Kneale's Baby in places, which is just about the highest praise it's possible to give to a film. Adored it from start to finish.
If there's any criticism to be found, I never felt that creeping dread of the unknown that the very best of folk horror evokes. While something like Baby lays out the obviously hideously evil disfigured foetus monster in the first could of minutes and then just leaves it there, doing nothing, until the climactic scenes, allowing that stress and tension to eat away at you because you know it's going to do something, this picture plays its cards much more openly. Kicking off with a ritualistic killing of a baby is a hell of a way to set the tone, but it denies you that mystery. We know there's a witch and we know what she's doing. The Black Philip stuff could act as somewhat of a substitute later on, but I never trusted that goat for a fucking second so it was wasted on me.