SXSW’s 2019 competition was dominated by talented women. Happily, this best-of-fest list contains several of their narrative achievements—plus two highly recommended out-of-competition docs. One...
Inherit the Wind: Martinessi Explores Class and Desire in Impressive Character Study
While they seem to have outlived their best of times, the two privileged...
Out Stealing Horses
Norwegian director Hans Petter Moland reunites with Stellan Skarsgard for the fifth time in Out Stealing Horses (which follows their work in...
Last Dear Bulgaria
Russia’s Aleksey Fedorchenko is preparing his seventh feature, Last Dear Bulgaria, produced by the director himself alongside Andrey Saveliev, Artem Vassiliev (Dovlatov,...
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.