This Christmas, no Arnaud Desplechin fan should be without a Blu-ray player.
It may not deserve the Criterion treatment, but fans will be pleased by the solid audio/video treatment it has received.
It shares with the Abel Ferrara film a bottomless compassion for its crazies.
White Material strikes the senses as much as Claire Denis’s great films, but its lack of mystery ultimately keeps it from lingering like them.
There’s no denying the power of Bong’s tremendous stylistic control over the film’s shifts in mood.
Are the Coens jokers who tread on despair, or tragedians with a penchant for death’s-head humor?
After Jean-Pierre Jeunet’s wantonly prettified toy cities, Trash Humpers’s pageant of belligerent grubbiness is almost welcome.
Further memories of murder with Bong Joon-ho.
My Son, My Son, What Have Ye Done works most intriguingly as a curious meeting between simpatico but ultimately incompatible artists.
Visions of demented lyricism giddily punch through Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans’s hack-policier surface.
Humorless and sanctimonious, Burning Plain groans with shoddy ironies and overbearing serendipity.