Refn discusses his love of fairy tales, falling through the rabbit hole of streaming, and more.
The film tries to show how hard it is for people to retain their essential goodness in spite of the indignities that subsume their lives.
Able Danger suggests a hipster version of The Good German—all talk and effusive style.
Hounddog deserves to be known as The Dakota Fanning Rape Movie.
The film remains vital as an alert vision of corporate greed streaming into global imbalance.
One thing is for sure here: Alan Ball’s condescension is equal opportunity.
Battle to Seattle is Stuart Townsend’s attempt to fashion a modern-day Medium Cool.
It seems disingenuous to call Fraulein a film when it’s more like a glossy fashion spread.
Far more than Peter, it’s his paterfamilias who deserved the brunt of Grodsy and Jacobs’s character-study concentration.
The Amazing Truth About Queen Raquela is as fabulous, scraggly, tough-minded, star-eyed and conflicted as the queen it documents.
Recently, a fairly innocuous comment posted to my scathing review of Traitor at The House Next Door made my blood boil.
Sukiyaki is easy to make sound unusual and intriguing.
Miike’s appeal is taking source material, whether it be traditional or even a name brand, and running wild with it.
Yasujirô Ozu’s influence can be felt in the patient rhythms and thematic preoccupations of Chris Eska’s film.
I’ve heard this a lot lately; I suppose you have too. We may have said it ourselves on occasion.
Jiří Menzel’s return to the cinema after 15 years of directing theater drags both of my pet peeves to the forefront, and then some.
The implications of My Mexican Shivah are that we are judged by the actions and attitudes of those closest to us.
The film is nothing if not a self-aware response to the criticisms previously (and continuously) lobbed at its makers.
Cruising is not nearly as ambiguous as William Friedkin thinks.
Watching Day of Wrath for the second time at age 35, I now see much more E.T. than Schindler’s List.
Babylon A.D. seems like the aftermath of an artistic apocalypse.