Refn discusses his love of fairy tales, falling through the rabbit hole of streaming, and more.
Mondo Video is far from the most refined or successful expression of Michael O’Donoghue’s darkly antic vision.
No gay jokes, but the fat and ugly get thrown under the bus in ways unseen since About Schmidt.
At this point on the chronometer of pop culture, better to just come clean.
The film has a fictional falsity that’s at direct odds with Biggie’s celebrated hard-knock rhymes.
It’s no shock that the documentary is neither perverted in the typical sense, nor truly a cinematic guide.
L. Ron Hubbard and Aleister Crowley obsessives may be delighted.
The film marked the start of a new phase in Roberto Rossellini’s art.
Throughout the film, director Doris Dörrie’s kitsch-inflected visuals stand out as little more than self-conscious efforts at image-making.
What’s troubling about this picture of education (as remembering) is that it sounds like nothing new was built, that to learn is not to create.
The most lamentable thing about the dismal Bride Wars is the total absence of fatalities.
The year is only a week old and already the cinema gods have bestowed upon us a candidate for most awesome catchword of the year: Jumby!
Bedtime Stories is an entertaining comedy, but not a great one.
The film exudes the foolhardy bluster of a talentless film student nagging at us to acknowledge his artistry.
A jumpy, erudite cinephile, Olivier Assayas uses Maggie Cheung’s three days in Paris to take stock of cinema as the century comes to an end.
It’s as much of a bliss-out as Dave Chappelle’s Block Party, and as much of a collaborative achievement.
It’s a film that from the first to the last frame never forgets what it’s about, and remains unrelentingly faithful to its theme throughout.
Had it focused solely on mid-level card-shark scams and the old-school pros who ply their deceptive craft, the film might have been a low-key charmer.
A man approaches a uniformed doorman from the sidewalk, holds up a cigarette, and casually asks for a light.
This site’s own creation myth is by now well-known, but once more, with feeling.
Truth is, our boy’s an idiot and deserves to fail, but his cheekbones and alleged creativity will always save him with a certain type of girl.