In the midst of its social outrage, American Gods has made room for a warped and modern romantic comedy.
This all-star courtroom thriller is also an underrated study of a master artist’s social demons.
One may wonder if Night School’s most revealing material has been left on the cutting room floor.
Throughout, filmmaker Bill Morrison mixes documentarian detail with an ecstatic sense of poetry.
In American Gods, deities work in a fashion similar to that of politicians, as both bedazzle the public.
The film simplifies Winston Churchill’s legacy for the dubious purposes of narrative momentum and emotional lift.
Morris films Dorfman with a rapt attentiveness that maps the nostalgic and regretful stirrings of her soul.
The episode satirically equates exposition to sales as necessary binding agents of contemporary life.
Criterion’s release is a luscious, vibrant, must-own restoration of a titanic work of postwar Japanese cinema.
Writer-director David Michôd’s film renders existential crises of American entitlement dull and tedious.
This gnarly gem of 1980s-era punk horror still looks and sounds a little rough, but the film and the supplements justify the plunge.
The episode tells a story of a relationship tragically governed by imbalance of power.
Steve James’s film is a rallying cry, and its weaknesses as art might bolster its strength as reformatory theater.
Throughout, the filmmakers forge a distinctive tonality of lost, aching, and exultant sadness.
The notion of transcendence runs through the latest episode of American Gods as a thematic thread.
De Niro plays Madoff with an editorializing charmless-ness that fails to dramatize why people would trust this man.
One of Francis Ford Coppola’s most underrated and deeply felt films receives a gorgeously ephemeral restoration.
The episode is deeply critical of America, yet offers a glance toward the possibility of salvation.
In the film’s best scenes, Jeff Grace displays a delicate understanding of various modes of male fragility.
Criterion’s transfer of an overrated musical staple is both rough and beautiful, in meticulously proper proportion.