A cinephile’s wet dream disguised as a children’s film, Jellyfish Eyes receives a beautiful Criterion refurbishing, with astutely selected extras to boot.
The filmmakers exhibit no interest in watching the story’s central wolves wiggle out of the trap they’ve potentially set for themselves.
Criterion offers a very solid Blu-ray refurbishing of Michael Ritchie and Robert Redford’s striking existentialist skier fable.
It ups the ante on the stalker thriller by incorporating the titular illness into the genre’s already paranoid mix of surveillance and physical violation.
The main character is a collection of insecurities that have been calculatedly assembled so as to teach children familiar lessons.
This is a terrific, unusually funny Korean thriller that’s richly deserving of a cult altar.
Amy Berg grounds us so effectively in Joplin’s emotional realm as to partially rekindle the social transcendence that her voice must have represented for its owner.
The presentation is attractive and the supplements diverting, but the real draw is the film itself.
An underappreciated gem has been spruced up for home video, complete with a commentary by film noir maestro Eddie Muller.
A blunt satire of the dehumanization inherent in social media that also gets off on said detachment.
The actors chew the lurid, shopworn material up to bits, savoring it like a Royale with cheese.
Kino Lorber offers an attentive restoration of a neglected, greatly prescient sci-fi masterpiece.
Alison Bagnall and her talented leads appear to effortlessly achieve a tone that’s tricky to sustain, one that abounds equally in absurdism and empathy.
Scott Mann’s film gets by on chutzpah, growing more diverting with every ludicrous plot twist.
Lim offers a wealth of poignant anecdotes that elaborate on Lynch without attempting to reductively “explain” him as a human or a creative.
It captures the frustration and the longing of wanting more and better at the expense of casualness of being.
Time and again, the filmmaker cuts the money shot meant to theoretically cap a sequence.
One waits for someone, just once, to throw a kink into the film’s well-manicured suffering.
The film finally nets the beautiful, evocative disc it’s long deserved, in a rare case of reality fulfilling a dream.
Just in time for Halloween: a beautiful transfer of an underrated, confidently directed haunted-house thriller.