The ridiculous emphasis on Chuck Jones aside, this set gives the Region 1 world the gift of Looney Tunes in high definition.
The Eameses were obsessive chroniclers of their own collective creativity, even if they weren’t aware of themselves as such.
Stefan Knüpfer’s subtle charisma feels more suited to a beefily human New Yorker article than a documentary film.
Amy Herzog’s Belleville is most provocatively a conversation of objects.
Have the Beach Boys, or any of the group’s illustrious splinters, and Disney really never worked together before?
Its narrative intrepidity dissolves into detachment by the resolution of the court battle.
The plaintive harmonium chords in the non-experimental soundtrack seem to symphonicize Holm’s plight with regional specificity.
In the sense that it perpetuates a compartmentalized view of education, American Teacher does more harm than good.
A Mysterious World might be the most auteur-y object to emerge from the festival’s “City to City” Buenos Aires-themed program.
Moneyball confronts co-writer Aaron Sorkin with a milieu in which he has trouble being putatively witty.
Twixt is Francis Ford Coppola in grindhouse mode.
The film leads us through Jane Goodall’s greatest hits with adulating talking heads and putatively inspiring, over-exposed eco-scapes.
Echotone sounds all too often like a disillusioned city talking to itself.
Burke and Hare is essentially a series of multiplex-ready clichés adorning a weakly scandalous premise.
Resurrect Dead ultimately clunks by without arousing much interest in the lambasting of “hellion Jews.”
This is three hours of poetic catharsis at 1080 progressively scanned lines of resolution.
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Iron Crows is a maddeningly blunt and syrupy rendering of a piquant socio-economic configuration.
With its devastating title-card statistics and peacefully elegiac third act, Summer Pasture establishes the ritarding cadence of its gasping culture of a subject.
A violent spoof of social dead-ends blisters beautifully on Blu-ray.