Refn discusses his love of fairy tales, falling through the rabbit hole of streaming, and more.
This isn’t Oscar time. It’s Ed time. Edward Copeland, that is.
Given its poetic nuances, it’s a shame that Shockproof succumbs to cliché.
Like father, like son? In the case of avant-garde luminary Ken Jacobs and his son, Azazel, this is only true up to a point.
Looking at the poster for Venus, one could be forgiven for thinking that the end was near.
By refusing to distance itself from its targets, Mike Judge’s brand of satire risks being mistaken for what it’s satirizing.
The film is superficially indebted to the faux-verité trickery of The Blair Witch Project.
This is filmmaking of the rarest kind, greatly tugging on our heart and moral and political consciousness.
This ho-ho-horrible scary movie is as inert as an overweight uncle doped up on Christmas turkey tryptophan.
Love on the Ground is the kind of French-farcical roundelay that Gallic cinema is frequently accused of producing en masse.
Jacques Rivette’s Merry-Go-Round is explicitly about schisms and parallel realities.
Abduction: The Megumi Yokota Story initially seems like an expanded episode of Unsolved Mysteries.
The film stumbles whenever it fraudulently gives daily life at Truth University the sound and sheen of a Coldplay music video.
This multi-character crime saga is even less appealing than watching televised poker.
The film reveals that every artist has their own language.
Kiki Smith: Squatting the Palace opens a window on the creative process of one of our most vital artists.
Cedric the Entertainer gets hit on the head and loses his memory in Code Name: The Cleaner, a condition likely to be desired by anyone foolish enough to sit through Les Mayfield’s comedy.
The film believes we have been subjected to way too many happily ever afters, but its idea of deliverance is dooming us to cynicism.
This latest entry in the apparently inexhaustible Miracle Teacher genre reliably hits all the expected marks.
Bullshit.
Instead of a reality and a fantasy that intertwine and comment on each other, we have two fantasies that are like ships that pass in the night.