Review: Our Children

It’s occasionally too icily removed, but it compensates through its perpetual concern with understanding its characters and their untenable situations.

Review: Irma Vep

A jumpy, erudite cinephile, Olivier Assayas uses Maggie Cheung’s three days in Paris to take stock of cinema as the century comes to an end.

Review: Son Frère

Patrice Chéreau cuts to the core of human agony with the kind of precision that escapes most living directors.