A lovely Blu-ray transfer, but those hoping for any contextual supplements about the film’s complex politics or adaptation will be left wanting.
The filmmaker discusses her inquiry into Argentina’s colonial past, shooting on digital, and more.
How strange and apt that the year’s most sensorially and ideologically dense film is a comedy of microaggressions.
Martel’s aesthetically and thematically intricate debut is one of the most energizing additions to Criterion’s roster in some time.
Films that try to convey a state of disorientation live and die by their central metaphors.
Both The Headless Woman and Tony Manero are staggering in different ways.
Clint Eastwood is a masterful director, but he loses control of Changeling’s tone.
In The Holy Girl, Lucrecia Martel strikingly conflates the confusion of adolescent desire with spiritual paranoia.
Lucrecia Martel’s La Ciénaga is a stunning affront to bourgeois complacency.