In its own way, this is as suitable a final work as a culminating magnum opus.
The Exorcist still gets under the skin after 50 years.
His films are obsessed with the ambiguity of villainy and the perishability of the human spirit.
In his new film, director William Friedkin locates the intersection existing between religion and pop culture.
To Live and Die in L.A. gets a vibrant 4K transfer and a slate of solid new extras.
The film was a first sortie for William Peter Blatty’s all-out attack on unbelief in the summer of 1990.
With an image that’s faded and at times fuzzy, Kino’s Blu-ray of the film needed more time in the studio.
No one escapes the suffocating corrosion of Sorcerer’s polysemous diegesis—not even William Friedkin himself, as audiences and industry would have it.
Sorcerer is the nightmarish inverse of mellifluous fantasia: a symphonic, boundary-pushing masterwork.
Warner celebrates the stalwart horror landmark’s anniversary with an impressive package.
While all the elements have been cooked to perfection, what sticks to the ribs is the hint of rawness at its center of things.
Greven’s analysis is fluid and detailed, while excavating exhilarating thematic linkages between all filmmakers.
The stage bred many of 2012’s finest film adaptations.
The film arrives on home video in a package that makes good on its swelling rep as an American indie video nasty.
Throughout, the actors grippingly and fearlessly delight in etching their characters’ incompatible agendas.
Tchoupitoulas could also be described as a work of nonjudgmental portraiture, but that wouldn’t come close to encapsulating its beauties.
The film draws its high-voltage forward momentum from the collision of semi-documentary procedural and downbeat rogue-cop revisionism.
Somewhat misleadingly titled, Making the Boys functions in part as a clips-and-interviews biography of Mart Crowley.
The partygoers are caught in the tragedy of the pre-liberation closet, a more crippling and unforgiving one than the closets that remain.
Camp it up, Mary, the Boys have been culturally rehabilitated, remastered and are drunk-dialing your number.