Rosa von Praunheim’s 1971 PG-chaste first feature has aged like good cheese from a scandalous sensation.
Ozu made a lot of films in the ’30s, many of which are silent, some of which are lost, and these early films are seldom screened.
A new day dawns and, from this side of the web, it seems business as usual.
Bloodless: Jon Hurwitz and Hayden Schlossberg’s Harold & Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay
Somebody needed to do a merciless sendup of Homeland Security bullshit, but are Harold and Kumar up to the task? Not quite.
This is probably one of those episodes that most of the diehard fans will hate because it’s a little strange.
After more or less trashing “Voyage of the Damned” last week, it’d be all too easy to start a trend by picking apart Season Four’s first proper episode.
Redbelt is faithfully cast in the tradition of Jean-Pierre Melville’s Le Samouraï.
We’ve all been a bit busy preparing for the oncoming juggernaut that is Tribeca.
Tough, lean and spare, The Fall of the Roman Empire was an epic swords and sandals picture coming fast on the heels of Ben-Hur and Cleopatra.
The documentary shows that Philippe Petit’s success had as much to do with his skill as a salesman as it did with his otherworldly equilibrium.
For me, movies approximate a dream state.
Given its ratings success, there’s every indication that Torchwood will be returning for a third season.
“The Ties That Bind” is probably the most Cally-centric episode of the show’s run.
The annual Christmas specials are appetizers dished up to satiate diners between the seasonal main courses.
Wong’s sense of artistic priorities is the true subject of My Blueberry Nights.
Everybody in Ho’wood wants to be a serial killer.
Oren Jacoby’s Constantine’s Sword is an intriguing documentary exploring the “dark side of Christianity.”
Méliès’s world may be marked by an atmosphere of wondrous possibility, but it’s also reflective of a perpetual frustration.
Miller discusses Jones and his other film work, including the upcoming God’s Land.
Chris Chibnall puts that old chestnut, your life flashing before your eyes just before you die, to good use in “Fragments.”