Gus Van Sant’s film is admirably unsexy, and a testament to the comedic potential of going sober.
Sini Anderson’s film may be another unimaginative fan letter, but at least Kathleen Hannah is worthy of such devotion.
Vanishing without a trace is always a promise and a threat in Olivier Assayas’s films.
Dark and distressing, Last Days is as anti-anthemic as “Smells Like Teen Spirit.”
Just as Elephant is and is not about Columbine, Last Days is and is not about Kurt Cobain.