The Zone of Disinterest: Hazanavicius Reanimates the Holocaust in Moral Fable
What’s most interesting about director Michel Hazanavicius are his valiant attempts at dabbling in...
In Rainer Werner Fassbinder’s Chinese Roulette (1976), a venomous marital melodrama, a character played by Margit Carstensen provocatively inquires, “Who would this person have...
The World is (Not) Yours: Gavras Clumsily Tackles Civil Unrest, Police Brutality
Recalling elements of his father Costa-Gavras’ most iconic film, Z (1969), Romain Gavras...
This week we throw ourselves into predicting the world premiere options for both the Venice and Toronto International Film Festivals. We begin by looking...
The thrill of meeting Marjane Satrapi reminded me of being 6 years old at Disney Land when I met the living, breathing Cinderella. Except Cinderella was an actress with a blond wig and Marjane is the real woman behind her autobiographical graphic novel, turned movie, “Persepolis”. The distinctive mole on her nose and her dark sultry eyes rose off the page and appeared in front of me, smoking and speaking with a French accent.