Criterion continues to show enduring love for Gilliam’s wondrous magnum opus with their generous Blu-ray package.
As a magnum opus, Once Upon a Time in America falls just a few point tragically shy of greatness.
What remains in the air is just how many plays the David O. Russell film can pull off.
The pieces brought into play here, of course, are enormously seductive, and it’s not hard to see why so many have been taken in by the film’s wide-eyed charm.
You might have noticed that Hollywood’s superhero well is running a little dry.
Angel Heart is a diamond of the highest order.
It would appear that one of the biggest challenges facing movies with huge, starry casts is getting all the actors together to shoot the poster image.
They’re also unassailable in their perfection, and could easily fall at the top of any all-time best list arrived at by consensus.
Sometimes a classic film gets a grand reception on home video, and sometimes it has to sneak out by the fire escape.
Red Lights implodes so spectacularly that it’s almost worth the price of admission just to see what all the fuss is about.
This three-disc set of 1900 is significant for presenting Bertolucci’s most epic epic in its most complete form.
What emerges most saliently from Mintzer’s interviews is Gray’s commitment to the idea of problem solution in creating his style.
One really can’t blame much of the film’s defects on the source material.
The film is a predictably insufferable, self-congratulatory cash cow designed to be ingested and then happily discharged without a second thought.
This Blu-ray release offers yet another reason to revisit Tarantino’s masterpiece on unrequited love.
Gary McKendry’s Killer Elite is a throwback to an era when action movies still had balls.
It’s hard to look at Tuesday Weld’s career without feeling a tiny pang of regret for what could have been.
A high-water mark of American cinema gets its due treatment on this luxurious disc. No respectable collection should go without it.
Where do collective memories come from? From faded photography, and skewed reviews?
Travis Bickle is God’s lonely man, but at the end of the day, aren’t we all?