Kogonada’s elegant and moving narrative debut has been outfitted with a lovely transfer that will hopefully expose the film to new audiences.
Criterion has outfitted Barbara Loden’s Wanda with a beautifully rough-and-tumble transfer.
Jones discusses how he and his collaborators were able to inform Diane with such verisimilitude on a limited budget.
The film’s commitment to the forthright tedium of old-fashioned westerns and crime procedurals is just, well, tedious.
This unbelievably beautiful restoration is a poignant testament to the talent of an obscure artist too often taken for granted.
It conspicuously tries to distance itself from the revenge film’s propensity toward florid excess.
The film is at least a gleefully nasty piece of myth-cementing jukebox hokum.
With his latest, S. Craig Zahler doubles down on the best and worst elements of the pulp film.
The film is only concerned with dog love, which is occasionally cordoned off by the filmmakers into a sentimental bubble.
Chandor turns an intensely physical narrative into another of his inadvertently generic studies of procedure.
The film quickly settles into a holding pattern of repetitive porno-movie hijinks and increasingly listless murder scenes.
The film honors the central paradox of Welles: that he was a joyful poet of alienation who was, like most of us, both victim and victimizer.
Emphasizing its beautiful imperfections, Twilight Time restores Talk Radio without compromising its sleazy and earnest vitality.
Throughout, J.K. Simmons invents the film with a primordial physicality of loneliness and self-loathing.
Criterion outfits Charles Burnett’s piercingly lovely masterwork with an appropriately gorgeous, almost diaphanous transfer.
Henri-Georges Clouzot’s 1956 documentary reveals art to be a life of many deaths.
The film’s unoriginal solution to its mystery is redeemed by the streamlined ambiguity of Lee Cronin’s images.
Lynch’s paintings are beautiful yet macabre, mysterious and rich in the tactility of the methods of their creation.
The film largely plays its scenario with a straight and gooey face, coaxing its actors to indulge their worst tendencies.
The documentary shines a piercing light on the sorts of people that our governments would too often rather forget.