Sayles discusses how his 1996 neo-western noir speaks to the present political climate.
With this release, Sayles’s complex neo-western noir is primed for long-overdue rediscovery.
Alligator get an incredible split polish, though the extras don’t live up to the promise of its “collector’s edition” designation.
What animates Sayles’s fiction is curiosity about different kinds of people and their experiences.
This is one of the rare American films to give dramatic heft to the strategic challenges and mortal stakes of labor organizing.
One of the festival’s genuine, if lower-key highlights, which lent focus to its literary origins as well as to its filmmakers, was Intruder in the Dust.
The film arrives on home video without a single extra from Kino in a stellar but barebones Blu-ray presentation.
A fawning tribute to the cult legend, enriched by a subtle current of sadness that prevents the doc from turning into a DVD supplement.
LisaGay Hamilton and Yolonda Ross persuasively embody modern urban feminine strength, but they’re eventually stranded in a recycled road movie.
The wealth of extras here would outlast even Rob Bottin’s own leg-shaving party.
There’s no escaping the feel this film exudes of being little more than an 87-minute back-patting session.
The writer-director often embodies the inquisitive and restless blue-collar spirit of an artist like Sam Fuller.
John Sayles pointedly evokes America’s military intervention as an extension of the nation’s treatment of its own indigenous people.
Full Frame Documentary Film Festival 2011: Corman’s World: Exploits of a Hollywood Rebel
Roger Corman has had as much influence over modern Hollywood as Spielberg or Scorsese, and for good reason.
This past summer should have belonged to Joe Dante.
John Sayles’s human mosaics have always sparked hope for the salvation of American independent film.
The savvy filmgoer will target those films without distribution.
Miral is a middlebrow stew of distracting star cameos, stilted speechifying, and references to The Battle of Algiers.
The Big Chill is a master class in Hollywood co-option of fundamentally noncommercial material.
The Great Directors is at the very least a breezy bit of cinephiliac entertainment.