Mostly remembered for its plot twist, Jordan’s film is marked by a deep sense of empathy.
Hill’s “anti-buddy” movie arrives on a disc as barebones as the feature presentation.
Bakshi’s surreal city symphony blasts onto Blu-ray looking better than ever. More’s the pity, then, that Shout! wasn’t able to scrape together some cogent extras.
Hands of the Ripper gets a terrific Blu-ray transfer, as well as some illuminating extras, from Synapse.
The film presents a deep investigation into the U.S. drug war with research as exhaustive as the list of negatives to describe the conflict.
No is one of the most unexpectedly resonant and heartfelt films of the year
This is indisputably the film to see if you’ve longed to watch a homeless wino flush himself down a commode. That’s a compliment.
It’s going to take a whole lot more than 3,000 limited edition copies of this Blu-ray to help The Only Game in Town finally turn a profit.
Ephron imbues the film with a self-awareness that remains rewarding in spite of its contradictions.
The season provides a decent fix for your Aaron Sorkin cravings and (hopefully) signals greater things yet to come.
The film reconciled most of the major aesthetic advancements made by Mizoguchi up to this point in his career.
This collection is essential to understanding the formative (and experimental) impulses of an underappreciated filmmaker.
Cohen & Tate isn’t in the league of the best despairing existentialist thrillers of Walter Hill, but it’ll do in a pinch.
Dirty Mary Crazy Larry boasts its fair share of quotable dialogue ranging between wistful philosophizing, off-the-cuff calumny, and cornball caricature.
The Kentucky Fried Movie proves the maxim, “comedy is in the eye of the beholder.”
If you haven’t started collecting the individual seasons of That ’70s Show, you’d be a real dumbass to pass up this economy-sized stash box.
Clouse’s classic celebrates its 40th anniversary with a top-shelf package that includes a bounty of extras and a beautiful new transfer.
This is one of the strongest (and strangest) true-crime films to come along since Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer.
The Producers receives Blu-ray treatment that’s respectable but not quite red-carpet.
Do I think you’ll want to join Adam, Blake, and ‘Ders for another season of Workaholics? I’m not just sure, I’m HIV positive.
Lanzmann’s documentary is draining, demanding, resonant, and absolutely essential.