Both films beautifully portray youthful exuberance in American landscapes that are changing as quickly as the films’ adolescent subjects.
The theme of Jason Tippet and Elizabeth Mims’s aching film is the uncertainty of youth.
It’s embalmed in the kind of amber more fitting for the 1890s Vienna of The Illusionist.
This is a film as remote and unyielding as an untouched textbook.
There’s absolutely no reason why Gil Junger’s Black Knight should work.