The film is as powerfully effective as any in the Dardennes’ whole oeuvre.
Judd Apatow’s reflexive, cock-obsessed picture posits Adam Sandler’s infantilism as something like an eternal condition.
Chris Fuller leaves plenty of room for the viewer to create his own meaning. Perhaps too much.
Lee Anne Schmitt’s California Company Town is a social and aesthetic document of promise betrayed.
Sex slavery, Japanese hit men, and ordinary car thieves converge on the mean streets of Long Island City in Off Jackson Avenue.
Tricia O’Kelley’s Sylvia Miller isn’t the dullest person in Weather Girl.
If you think it’s hard raising a child as a single mother, try doing it in prison.
Grief has rarely felt quite so empty as it does in Quiet Chaos.
Reconciliation is the watchword for the villagers in My Neighbor, My Killer whether they like it or not.
The End of the Line brings glad tidings of a new threat to the planet’s sustainability.
The film gives visible shape to Coppola’s ambivalent attitude toward the ability of fiction to help us understand our own lived past.
While it may be short on insight, Kief Davidson’s movie has one distinct advantage: Kassim himself.
What we get from The Moon and the Sledgehammer is finally of considerably more significance than what we don’t.
For better and (largely) for worse, Owl and the Sparrow is defined by its Amerindie aesthetic.
Adapt if you can, director Diane Cheklich seems to be saying, and if you can’t, well too damn bad.
Forty years after the fact, Ken Jacobs is at it again.
It’s a caper film that doesn’t generate much excitement around its capers and a comedy that would be much funnier if it paid more attention to detail or established a more personal perspective.
An exposé of severe poverty with every trace of glamour carefully removed, the film trains its camera on the poorest of the poor.
Interestingly enough, Atom Egoyan provides his own critique of his dizzying, thematically dense whatsit, albeit inadvertently.
The film understands the ways in which unspoken resentments tend to accumulate and unresolved conflicts later harden into regrets.