Review: Barbara

In Barbara, the process of filmmaking is shown to be a nesting series of shells that allow one to be simultaneously freed and lost.

Review: At Eternity’s Gate

At Eternity’s Gate is both a fitting tribute to an artist who rebuffed conventional painting techniques, and a disappointingly self-indulgent exercise.

Review: My Golden Days

Arnaud Desplechin tries his hand at a coming-of-age tale with My Golden Days, and does so with equal doses of mature reflection and youthful impetuosity.

Review: The Forbidden Room

Guy Maddin’s indulgence in esoterica paradoxically leaves the film most vulnerable to the beating heart of this great artist of self-therapy.

Review: The Blue Room

Mathieu Amalric’s film abounds in guilt and grief, reveling in a general sense of hopelessly broken social connection.

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