Refn discusses his love of fairy tales, falling through the rabbit hole of streaming, and more.
Only the film’s audience, too caught up in the euphoria of the show, remain oblivious to the real horrors on display.
The Fury is the most crucial movie of all De Palma’s movies.
The film is half-baked and far-fetched without even the benefit of being audacious-unto-tasteless.
Triad Election is equal in precision to its predecessor, exuding a perpetual sense of danger.
The film reminds us that the series exists not just as a reminder of our mortality.
The film’s funk of hedonism is only as pungent as a perfume sample in a department store catalogue ad.
This is as detestable a hard-R offense as has ever been released to theaters.
Unlike most action films, Mission: Impossible’s distinct appeal operates not so much on suspense but on improbability.
In its first frame, Romancing the Stone announces that it is a “Michael Douglas Production.” That’s for sure.
All the fertility rites in the secluded Pacific Northwest island of Summersisle can’t bring life to this barren remake of 1973’s The Wicker Man.
In the end, the documentary’s nonjudgmental perceptiveness renders its editorializing miscues negligible.
A Cantor’s Tale is entrancing when its gaze remains upon those in practice.
Holding the camera on the aged face of the great Japanese actor Ken Takakura speaks volumes.
Al Franken: God Spoke may or may not give Ann Coulter a headache, but 9/11: Press for Truth will give her a fucking migraine.
The macho bluster taken seriously in the gorgeous but uninterestingly pumped-up The Untouchables is here intriguingly skewered.
The film suggests something being held together by rusted safety pins.
Vajra Sky Over Tibet is a reverential act of bearing witness to a culture and religion being systematically erased by the Chinese.
The film is a bifurcated recording of what was one of the New York avant-garde theater world’s more controversial productions.
Perhaps the man could stand to learn from the Last Testament and fight fire with fire.
Saint of 9/11 feels very much like a funeral reception.