Mills’s films might be called fragmentary if not for their unifying spirit of psychological inquiry.
Smooching mannequins, campy tantrums, and repressed sexuality. And just in time for Valentine’s Day.
One of the great cherry bombs of cinema finally gets the release it deserves, even if its characters are still clamoring for their own.
Luis Buñuel’s mini-masterpiece has smitten Patti Smith and Monty Python. All that’s left now is the cult of Mel Gibson.
Did no one else involved in the making have a few words to spare?
Friday the 13th is the one that started them all, but that doesn’t necessarily make it any good, does it?
The film is more existential than mumblecore arthouse cinema, paring life down to the basics.
So bad it’s good, or so bad it’s mind-numbing? You decide.
Cox’s heartfelt take on the true-life relationship between Sid Vicious and Nancy Spungen could easily have been just another rock biopic.
It looks as though it was created in careless haste, and the print used on this DVD indicates tthat the film has been archived in an even bigger careless haste.
An audio-visual tour de force, and perhaps the purest example of Stone’s greatest strengths as a director.
Such a visually evocative film probably deserved a better overall presentation, but the interactive menus are pretty cool.
Mondo Video should be commended for their handsome presentation of one of Zulawski’s most lush, explosively romantic films.
A still relevant call for communion among diverse African-American communities, and an elegy for an activist-artist.
In 1971, Jane Fonda’s Klute makes off with the Oscar, while The Stewardesses make off with the bank. Draw your own conclusions.
Tie-ins are the lifeblood of any successful comic franchise and essentially every major blockbuster film.
Practical poontang in every way.
Rossellini’s great history lessons blow the dust off textbooks.
Get more bang for your buck with this two-disc edition, which is fudge-packed with plenty of titillating bonus features.
Not much of a film, but Criterion makes it gleam.
George Wallace deserves a more substantial DVD treatment than this one.