The assiduous storytelling gives a satisfying and disturbing glimpse at how one man’s obsessive, perfectionist drive to break new ground created a living nightmare for him and his crew.
Ade’s film is an instant contender for the pantheon of breakup movies.
At best, Don Argott advances David Simon’s art to offer a leaner, meaner template for complex investigative filmmaking.
If A Jihad for Love demonstrates the mountainous struggle Muslim homosexuals face daily, the bonus footage on the DVD reiterates that they’re far from alone in having much work still to do.
Li’s monomaniacal insistence on showing the dark despair lurking in the unheralded corners of Chinese society achieves a strident integrity.
What ultimately emerges is a schizophrenic survey of the many ways in which Bob Dylan has (possibly) seen himself.
Gus Van Sant finally crawls out from under his Béla Tarr-inspired long-take detachment and dares to explore an interior landscape in ways not seen since My Own Private Idaho.