Mills’s films might be called fragmentary if not for their unifying spirit of psychological inquiry.
Daylight comes to Beetlejuice in this anniversary DVD, but apparently the bonus features wan’ go home.
No one rocks the trenchcoat and fedora-or beats a snitching woman cuffed to a radiator-quite like Jean-Paul Belmondo.
Le Deuxième Souffle may be second-tier Melville, but in terms of noir, that still makes it virtually second to none.
No trace of cuteness can be found in The Match Factory Girl, the toughest and most concentrated of the trilogy’s tragicomedies.
This Platinum Edition package falls just shy of definitive.
A tasteful rendition of a story that demanded a more macabre grasp.
Ozu’s final film is less a tragedy than it is a miracle of bemused resignation.
Released on DVD just in time for the presidential election, the film should enrage even more people than it already has.
Essential in the truest sense of the word.
For such an ethnically conscious film, there are surprisingly only English subtitles.
So, a “proletariat trilogy” from the eighties by a Finnish director? It doesn’t sound too delightful, does it?
A striking vision of contemporary horror finally presented in its original version.
A preferable alternative would be watching Debbie Does Dallas while having Hershey’s Syrup squirted into my mouth.
With The Last Bolshevik, Marker allows himself to get personal.
A majestic package fit for the film that would make Pauline Kael and Andrew Sarris swoon in unison.
A somewhat disappointing package of a truly lovely film.
Perhaps Marker is ageless because he compresses the past and present into one cosmic “now.”
The film that brings Tarantino’s magnum opus full circle emotionally and thematically gets its definitive release-visually, at least.
The film illustrates not merely Ophüls’s unparalleled sense of flow and texture, but also his proto-feminism.
It may have been too much movie for standard DVD, but not so for this Blu-ray release.