Ang Lee busts a nut with Lust, Caution.
It hurts to see Neil Jordan’s name attached to something as deplorable as The Brave One.
Jonathan Demme’s Jimmy Carter Man From Plains is a poignant portrait of a great man.
Helvetica is a nifty, proudly nerdy acknowledgement of the effect letters can have on our consciousness.
David Cronenberg’s contemplation of codes of masculine honor is deliciously transgressive.
Both figuratively and literally, Patricio Guzmán’s latest represents an excavation.
Director Ann Wu means for the film to be opulent and woozy, but it mostly registers as a stilted dream state.
Hey queers, are your ears burning?
The only thing bad that can be said about the arrival of Offside to video is its lousy DVD cover art.
When in Spain, do as Guillermo del Toro does. Or Víctor Erice. Or Alejandro Amenábar.
Eytan Fox renews the courage of Martin Sherman’s landmark 1979 play Bent with his bittersweet new film.
Illegal Tender is most interesting as a portrait of a young man understanding which walls he must break down and which ones he must uphold.
Filmmaker Richard Shepard only thinks he knows how to fake it so real that he’s beyond fake.
What a pity that Lady and the Tramp had infinitely more chemistry.
Heddy Honigmann’s documentary Forever is enlightening without being demystifying.
Not everyone’s cup of tea, The Milky Way is paved with heretical intentions.
December Boys comes at you like Helen Hunt in the 1982 Afterschool Special Desperate Lives.
Fuck the Ides of March.
Skid Row too often comes to feel like a vanity project.
Would that Meagan's Law could protect us from Protagonist, another weirdly hermetic documentary exercise from the director of In the Realm of the Unreal.