Possibilities’s selection of tunes comes with little rhyme or reason.
It’s nice to have this superlatively nasty film on DVD in America, but what the hell is up with that corrected splice?
The Glass Shield doesn’t claim its scenario is applicable in every test case.
A luridly colorful compendium of aesthetic juxtapositions and audio-visual schisms that evoke the frustrated tenor of the era.
Yeah, it’s like a mannequin dressed up like a website. I need an emoticon for vomiting.
Boudu swings his swang and puts the smack down on le petit bourgeoisie.
Even Lestingois’s epigrammatic punchline, “one should only rescue those of one’s own class,” comes as a bemused quip of self-deprecation.
The film is simultaneously more complex and less labyrinthine than it sounds.
The Chinese-puzzle-box structure of the film matches the heft of Makhmalbaf’s collective memory.
Though not 100% uncut, Muppets fans have been waiting for a collection like this for a long while.
Robert Aldrich’s work on Baby Jane was already a study in hysteria, and his style for Charlotte is, if anything, even more ornate.
Bette Davis and Agnes Moorehead overact against each other like Miles Davis and John Coltrane traded fours.
It’s Bahia’s cheeky Manilow and Stewart-sorta covers that stick out like the plumage of a Rio drag queen.
There’s a lot of plot surrounding the main characters, even in the non-padded, non-epic-length 94-minute cut.
If it weren’t for Alice Faye’s spaghetti-legged can-can, In Old Chicago would be surprisingly devoid of heat.
That baby just spit up…right in his dad’s nyuts!
To call Holly Woodlawn’s performance one of the very greatest in all of cinema would be an understatement.
It would be pure absurdism if Akerman’s detached logic didn’t make so much sense.
Is Sylvie Testud playing Björk on the DVD cover? Shhhh…it’s oh so quiet.
The 24 shorts chosen for this Kino set span the gamut of movements and styles.