Classification R; 118 minutes 1 out of 4 stars The pandemic has not been kind to Hollywood. Not only in the obvious ways: shuttered theatres, indefinitely delayed releases, hundreds of thousands of artists and tradespeople out of work. But we have also had to face this new should’ve-been-expected subgenre of what I’m going to dub coronart: films and television series shot during lockdown, about the lockdown. Barely a year into this mess, and audiences already frustrated by *gestures broadly at everything* have also had to endure the turgid exploitation of Songbird, the faux “we’re all in this together” sentimentality of