Review: It’s Alive

Larry Cohen disquietingly blurs the lines between what’s normal and what’s not, and what it is to love a child unconditionally.

Review: The Thing

John Carpenter wisely turns his focus on the fissures of his own microcosmic civilization under duress than that of their skin and veins.

Review: Noel

Chazz Palminteri’s romantic dramedy Noel is predicated on all sorts of chance encounters.

Review: Birth

Jonathan Glazer’s fatal mistake as a storyteller is never owning up to all that is merely hinted at in Nicole Kidman’s face.

Review: Brother to Brother

While the film’s obsession with race and representation may be intellectual, its justified anger and inquisitiveness is tempered with great sensitivity.

Review: Callas Forever

Like Luchino Visconti, Franco Zeffirelli identifies with women, but he doesn’t know how to tap into their souls, only their clothes.

Review: The Grudge

The slithering camerawork and claustrophobic compositions help prevent narrative familiarity from breeding utter contempt.

Review: Happy Hour

This is the rote story of a sarcastic drunk who falls in love with a one-night stand and learns he has cirrhosis of the liver all in the same week.

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