Tis the season for fevered wish lists and constantly fluctuating prognostications concerning the soon to be revealed 2016 program at the Cannes Film Festival....
Hearts of Darkness: Guerra’s Exceptional Exploration of Ruinous Colonialization
Colombian director Ciro Guerra charts an enigmatic narrative of parallel odysseys through the Amazon with his...
Toni Erdmann
Director: Maren Ade
Writer: Maren Ade
Though many be unfamiliar with her work, which is a pity since both her previous films are available in...
Tales of a Tale of Tales: Gomes's Three-Part Epic Is A Monument To The Plight Of Portugal's Working Class
There may be more traditionally successful...
Though there are many issues regarding the problematic process in deciding the roster of nominees for the annual onslaught known as the Academy Awards,...
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.