As Rifkin’s Festival drones on, the wastefulness grows offensive in a manner that’s unusual even for Allen’s misfires.
Marielle Heller takes a script that many filmmakers would turn into cringe-inducing treacle and interrogates the sentimental trappings.
A charged, unnerving turn of the screw, The Invitation is consumed by the fear of forgetting.
Union Square begins in caricature and ends in sentimentality, only briefly hitting the sweet spot in between.
The DVD is unremarkable, but Rabbit Hole is a wrenching, superbly acted film that deserves to find an audience.
The film thrives on a diet of meaty, recognizable dramatic material.
Aiming for a refined style of catharsis, John Cameron Mitchell’s Rabbit Hole is the kind of tragedy that requires a human sacrifice.
Bella might have been called Estado Jardín if it didn’t take place in and around Manhattan.