In the 1960s, a branch of Brazilian cinema emerged so daring, thrilling, and varied that in hindsight people disagreed even over what to call it.
Beasts of the Southern Wild is a beautiful fairy tale about survivor’s guilt.
Shut Up and Play the Hits dances around the fact that LCD Soundsytem was essentially a solo act.
If there’s anything that can excite an impassioned debate among film fans, it’s the topic of 3D.
With Ascher’s fantastic hoot of a movie, this year’s omnipresent Sundance tagline (“Look Again”) has finally lived up to its promise.
It’s refreshing to see The Sessions unostentatiously treat intercourse as a normal need that most people counterintuitively associate with taboos.
Hollywood studio development executives always insist that characters have to be “likable” and usually ask for a scene early in the script that shows it.
When it comes to Julie Delpy, the key question remains the old Barbra Streisand one.
The case-of-the-week A-plot of “Cut Ties,” the second episode of Justified’s third season, doesn’t have much meat on it.
Côté’s images ostensibly detached, they somehow manage to be beautiful without ever becoming particularly pleasant to look at.
It takes a little time to get used to the sprawling scope and the blocky dialogue of Red Hook Summer.
Jarecki’s new documentary is a rousingly aching piece of social analysis and commentary.
Contrary to what James Mercer sings during its first verse, “Simple Song” isn’t really all that simple.
The Third Reich is easy to enjoy as apprentice-work for the talent that would soon assert itself.
Illogical and proudly crude plot developments are par for the course in Billion Dollar Movie.
In many respects, the third-season premiere of Justified, “The Gunfighter,” is a difficult episode to love.
It would be easy to dismiss the understated “Brothers,” the first single from Tanlines’ upcoming debut, Mixed Emotions.
Can film as a medium communicate the unthinkable and unknowable consequences of mass tragedy?
Claire Boucher’s work as Grimes has always played like an exercise in arty distraction.
I’m sure Andy Serkis is satisfied cashing his checks for what will surely be a lucrative new job.