Corneliu Porumboiu’s film is very much a genre exercise, and a particularly Soderberghian one at that.
Corneliu Porumboiu’s documentary is ultimately a paean to (and warning against) expectation.
The film is no thriller, but there are moments here that inculcate the stakes with prisoner’s-dilemma paranoia.
On the festival circuit at least, every calendar year starts with a bang.
Corneliu Porumboiu’s The Second Game is a fine example of an impulse toward meta-narrative that has recently reinvigorated the nonfiction form.
Romanian writer-director Corneliu Porumboiu’s wry and cryptically titled film is both oblique and about obliqueness.
Baltasar Kormákur’s 2 Guns capped the open-air opening ceremony with thunder roaring overhead.
Corneliu Porumboiu’s film is a deadpan comedy that evolves into a wry, politicized examination of truth.