Lynne Ramsay returns to the world of filmmaking after a nine-year hiatus, and we’re all the better for it.
The narrative trajectory of Midnight in Paris may be one-note, but it’s a lovely and charming one.
If Cannes is the cinephile’s version of the Olympics, the media critics covering the event are its long-distance runners.
Beauty comes in all shapes and sizes, and Water for Elephants finds immense pleasure in juxtaposing extreme dimensionality with budding emotion.
In the film, the wind in the trees signifies the obscured memories and potential salvation of a family mired in stagnation.
Its Blu-ray debut should remind audiences why this fascinating fairy tale remains Spielberg’s most audacious, ambiguous, and menacing film.
White Material is the suffocating smoke of colonialist ideology billowing up into the air.
Considering the two codependent main characters, Rio depends on the fish-out-of-water construct like no other recent animated film.
The film is an extreme test of one’s patience, a sluggish modernist power point presentation on the glorious influence of Jesus’s greatest hits.
Soul Surfer just sits there lifeless on a numbingly bland narrative template.
There are three certainties in life: death, taxes, and Morgan Freeman’s voice.
Throughout its arduous and prosaic narrative, Hop only shows momentary glimmers of life.
Ultimately, the documentary isn’t about presenting a balanced opinion, but creating an ideological four-alarm fire about this epidemic of irresponsibility and arrogance.
Milk’s impact on the pulse of modern day politics still resonates today, and this documentary reminds us why.
El Atentado resonates with hypnotic flourishes of memory that are often inconsistent and contradictory.
Yi Yi remains a fitting cinematic epitaph to the graceful canon of the brilliant Taiwanese filmmaker Edward Yang.
Tony Gatlif picks his moments to use cinematic language to revel in the terror that his characters experience.
Part dream, part nightmare, the film vividly remembers a traumatic moment in time that cannot be forgotten.
The Lincoln Lawyer has a hard-boiled identity bubbling under the conventional narrative mechanisms at work.
Different types of zombies walk among us.